Skin and bones, ravenous animal socialized by wolves
A feral child sleeps in trees where no one can reach
Carefully maintained turmoil as a companion
The blood on her hands is her own
She purges the contents of her stomach
And makes love with her reflection
A drowning Narcissus,
She is not enough for herself
She scratches at the dirt, tracking the scent of my
affection
I give her my heart and she eats it
Lovely pointed teeth devour
Perfect lips form a smile
Gristle clings to alabaster skin
Ether in every breath, music in every word
She feeds me thinnest broth
And lulls me to sleep
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