Sipping On Poetry

More he said.So she gave until her chest caved in,

And bones broke skin.

Her insides dried up

Shriveled raisins

Not meant for eating.

Starved of human connection



Lack of self preservation

More he said.

So she gave until

The air pockets in her lungs bleed

From lack of nourishment. She gave. And gave some more. Until she was a shell of herself.

Skin hanging off thin limbs.

What happened to you he asked?

Smiling quietly she rested her hand upon his ever hungry belly.

You wanted more. So I gave.

Gave all of me hoping to sustain

The lifeline holding us together.

I wanna see as you do he said.

She cried smiling.

Resting her head against his

Humming softly

She ripped the soul from her sockets

Placing the pair into waiting


Is it enough yet? She asked.

More he said. I want more he said.

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