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so I really like making poetry you can either interpret or take at face value so I thought most of my blogs might just be some of my own works <3 this ones called;
The Rot
I wish you would consume me again, its the only way I know that anyone might love me.
The morbidity, the suffocation, scarf me down until you get your fill.
my heart is still warm though you’ve left me out for days.
I’m still good, please tell me I’m still good, I beg of you
if I’m no longer a pleasant delicacy I don’t mind being made more suitable to your new tastes.
WHY WONT YOU CONSUME ME
you’d never share me, you say I’m yours and yours alone, so why don’t I feel like I am?
Why do you take your time with me?
slowly prying open my ribs to gently extract my warm heart somehow hurts more than if you were to fight your way into it
I hate the flies that are starting to linger around my scraps, it was never for them, yet they take with no concern for my consent and I feel you grow more and more repulsed by my once vibrant flesh..
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Ree </3
I love this. Acknowledging that ur no longer desirable to someone and their taste but willing to become whatever it is they want. Sometimes u find out they still don't want that from you. The feeling of undesirability, gotta love it. At least this is how I digested it