Dip your heart in the stream, wash it clean

Strip it pure, free of any foolish sentiment.

You were born a man.

I, carved ivory girlchild

Delicate, dynamite, uneasy step.

I trust, curve under the pressure of your hands.

How could a Father lead so astray?

I do not wish to admit the rusted edges of your love,

the brittle nature of your affections.

Whisper sweet nothingness in my ear as you peel the skin from my bones,

Caress me through the growing pangs of love,

Put some bite into the goodnight kiss,

Remind me of your rotten core.

Ours is not a symbiotic relationship

It is sick, the warping of one young heart by another

Break my bones, reshape them to heal

twisted and unforgiven.

You do not glow, you glint

Metal burning ice cold

Dry ice on bare hands.

You are the shrike, impale me on a thorn

Tear my flesh into bite-sized morsels for your enjoyment

I will wait, hang there for your convenience

Ready to be devoured at your whim.

Let the toxins inside me melt away

Let me decompose into acceptability

Make me a safe dessert.

By the time you loose

Your strident call

It echoes in lifeless ears.