My body is
a soulless garden,
my heart full
of bitter weeds
Not even a
single seed planted,
ever grows from
my broken knees
Your teeth are drenched
in fire and life,
dripping mouth
piercing leaves
I have shed
I assume you are feeding
my roots once again,
but you make me
a bloodless
garden instead
This skin rots
forever,
an eternity or two
but no one dries these
green veins
quicker than you
My thin stems
are grounded in your
icy thick breath,
and nothing is more ruthless
than a death that’s burning
red
Your mouth traces my body
like the rain I once knew,
but now that you’re the shade
this fragile land
is turning
Blue