scaly, so hard and so brittle
your embrace is unemcompassing
with a smile you climb
up and up
I can look into your no-face and try
to feign passion
needing warmth in arms that have none

I can't believe
I can't believe your stupid trusting smile
so I can lie there and be lax
let you do what you need to
but just once! only once! and then
I'll give myself as the proper gift
right now, I
sold myself for touch.

and you look so nice, so
grinning teeth on the outside
look like fangs
screeching
even soft flickers feel like poison.

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