eat my heart out

I carved into my heart
split thru the ribs
drug out the mess
steam risin off the part of me
that used to matter
it made a wet sound
a pulse that refused to quit

you leaned in close and made a face
told me you hated the smell of meat
that it stunk
like somethin dyin
heat and rot
said that it was weird
that it made you kinda hungry
I grinned at you
and said prove it

you went in with your hands
found the soft spots first
the ones that tore away easy
the ones that moaned when you pressed
blood slid down your wrists
thick and dark
when you brought each bite to your lips
and you smiled almost tenderly
thru the red

by the time you hit bone
the floor was slick
flies circlin
pieces of me stuck to the walls
you said my insides sang
like they were beggin for your warmth
I told you to dig deeper

I filled the hole with candy corn
for color
for irony
or maybe just to hear you laugh
lined them up like tiny headstones
they melted in the heat
orange and white streaks
drippin down my chest
sugar veins tryin to clot

you asked if it it hurt
I said yeah
but I didn’t want you to stop
you said I make a good offerin
I told you to keep goin
to scrape me clean
to see if there’s anythin human left inside

you wiped your mouth on my arm
left a sticky smear of red
then laid your head on my chest
where my heart used to be
held my hand
and said
“it still sounds like you”