she painted her disdain like frida kahlo sketching in pursuit of identity in the traditional colors of indecisive need

i was her canvas to cut carve reshape then splatter with blood bile spit and pure desperation in huddled need magnified

she wrote her dissertation along my ribs with hammer and stake like oppenheimer having shaking second thoughts of fear

i was naught but vellum to be torn by the savagery of her venomous strokes to be pummeled until she was sated

take your photos of the incredible mass of scars that proclaim ownership that proclaim insufferable vile serenity

tell your children of our opposite polarity love so they too can feel the sultry want of being lesser than they ever dreamt