Churn me to butter, strip me of meat,
I want to see your claws go from deep inside you draws, to the inside of my rib-cage – watch over you with my rib’s eye and pretty eyelash stitches.
I want to feel my skin peel, my brain string loose like spaghetti.
I want to feel you eat me, I want to feel you in me.
Feed me you wisdom, then fuck me, I’m finished.