you want me?
then remove yourself from you
settle in as i pry you from who you think you are
along for the ride
in this string of words
deeds not always needed, but done
with each click of the reel
drawing you closer
as prey
listen more to what i don't say
the dance more relevant
than the steps we take
willed beyond resistance
you tumble closer to your end-point
the place i like best
as i dangle you before the mirror you hate
embraced in solitude
and pray
no longer detached
to the nothing i offered
more so to the need i fill
for no reason other than to haunt you
and suck from you
the fragments of peace you once held so near
a willing participant
of your own demise
you stay
2 comments:
This speaks so accurately to that sacrifice we women of this type so love to over. Sweet!
and to her... you will be like a disease. i hope she's ready my friend.
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