i saw you murder and place her tatty body inside your mattress and sew it back together with the lace of her underwear
your legs undulated to the rhythm of her dead body pounding underneath you
"dance," you told me as you thrust your arms side to side. you teared through the air
as you spun to the growing beat, strands of your bleached hair coated your face but i could see you mouthing the lyrics of her song
you danced until dawn came and the welkin started to match the washed out tint of your fetid bedskirt and i watched you pour your sin onto me as if i were a canvas made out of coconut brains
i laughed when i saw her rip out of your bed and thatched her charmeuse hair around the root of your neck and smother you
i saw her sew your worm-eaten body with your tongue on the back of her T-shirt and wear you to church
"dance," i told her
