There is a knot in your hair and my left ring finger wears it behind your smile
like a commitment we’ll both cut off someday- the snarls of your ribcage make your tattoos graceful- leave the light on this time- it’s scary with just those noises in the dark like we were monsters and the groans like we were just mindless after flesh-
I am sliding through your clothes with momentum breaking clawing layers like cheap drywall with a sledgehammer between us is left only the asbestos-filled air as you tell me “I love you”- for some reason love and zombies go together for me- at least that’s what I tell you- your tongue down my center like watching them run through the center of the woods through the graveyard- moving up moving up moving down moving up- some kind of horrible fluid-like spinal throw through the bones you are in my middle now- moving down moving up- I watch in horrified gorgeous fascination as things move into you as we become something else something perverse you’re not supposed to be there (my center belongs to me) you’re supposed to be here (steal my breath and bite my tongue for me) and our flesh will not cooperate- love always reminded me of zombies and I wonder why as something inside me tells you to use your teeth this time-
I have never asked for this- but they never asked for the disease- is there really such a difference in a hunger you know would be wrong if you were aware of it- of biting your way through necks and leaving gouge marks on bare skin like burnt canvas like your crying smile- you flash your teeth at me and spit- and I am lost mindless you have given me a hunger- there is a turn in which I split you find your center and gorge-
you will suffer this ecstasy and it will be slow because love reminds me of zombies- the way flesh spoils but stays on the bone- the way your hands hold mine like they’ve got gangrene- you only thirst for my flesh so bite me behind my back and steal my heart from behind my ribs- chew it slowly use your tongue and breathe cancer on my face again tell me you love me with putrid breath- the next time you stumble into my room either drunk on alcohol to preserve what’s left of you or just hungry having not been satiated from whatever bodies you’ve ravaged- leave my light on- I want to watch in horror as you asphyxiate me with your carnage- leave me open and bleeding when you go- that way I can poke around and find your favorite parts to display for next time- loving you always reminded me of zombies and I think I know why-
your hair is sticky and the sweat smells contagious this time- your salt on my lips is burning me my finger is being suffocated by all the knots in you- I can’t find the off switch I don’t want to watch this anymore I can’t stop you- quit biting my neck don’t suck my heart out through my sternum get your lips off of my chest I am shaking I am burning is this what it feels like to become you the panic the rage the hunger turn the lights off I don’t want to find myself in a mirror anymore- you’ve stolen my flesh and you’ve broken my back- it is arched spiral with you at the center you are my center I can smell you- I can taste your breasts from across the room keep your legs from swaying me under you- turn the lights off because I can’t close my eyes or I might scream- loving you always reminded me of zombies and now I know why.