here's a poem i wrote today.
Outside In
She eats my self
and licks her fingers clean
cat-satisfied
wearing my heart
like a wet glove
Each time she moves a finger
she plays puppeteer
soul-spine engineer
Ligaments wrap around
joining the flesh between
Even surgeons can't sew
as close as this
I feel she will become me
she sears through flesh and bone
nowhere left to hide
this ecstacy of Becoming
Outside In
She eats my self
and licks her fingers clean
cat-satisfied
wearing my heart
like a wet glove
Each time she moves a finger
she plays puppeteer
soul-spine engineer
Ligaments wrap around
joining the flesh between
Even surgeons can't sew
as close as this
I feel she will become me
she sears through flesh and bone
nowhere left to hide
this ecstacy of Becoming