You really think you'd smell it more.
The night she finally engulfed me
by the *!Freshly minted!*
~~**gULf oF aMeRiCa*~*~*~
I wasn't as ready as I'd hoped
My red disappearing into black
My organs transfigured to capillaries of beasts
It might as well have been then
The soul she claimed could never be ready
Without a word
she shattered me on water's glass
She nursed me with algae until I choked
and allowed her children have their fill of me
We shared a laugh
as her mosquito drank my last remaining graft of skin
As above, so below.
This flesh was never mine, nor was she.













