I have died
I have died without knowing, right in front of her
My body lies at her feet
Why won't she feed herself?
She's picking his bones dry
Soaking it up in blood
I lie rotting, cold, alone
On a cellar floor
The lights bend and take shape
Of all my hopes and dreams
She kissed me! She fucked me!
Marry me at once I ask
She continues to consume him
My prose, my harmonies, my cursive
Simply do not impress
I want to howl
"Why did you kill me? Why won't you eat me? Oh queen, how does he taste?"
But she never would respond
I have died
My soul can only run away.
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