my eyes rolled back into my putrid brain
as i swallowed my serrated, fallen canines,
gaging on my own vomit while you stroked
the end of my ponytail and walked your
pinkie into the outside of my throat
you placed your feet on my thighs and
cleaned the bottom of your shoe with
the hem of my plaid skirt, coiling your
soles deep into the chenille fabric until it
began to tear and taint in spoiled mildew
you clawed my septum ring out of my nose and crowned it above my back tooth for me to swill, as you took out your nose studs and placed them in between my other teeth
with a metaled mouth, i cried for you to stop but you took the strap of my bralette and tied it around my lips in a ribboned bow
mi papá me dijo que me encontraría con gente como el diablo
(my dad told me i would encounter people much like the devil)
él grabó sus palabras en mi piel, desandando las letras cada año para que no se me olvidara
(he carved his words on my skin, retracing the letters every year so i wouldn't forget)
pero habías tatuado retratos de ti mismo sobre sus palabra, que las letras ya no tenían sentido para mí
(but you had tattooed portraits of yourself over his words, that the letters made no sense to me anymore)
my dad had been warning me ever since you made me rotten
so i cut through your hold and shoved my acrylic fingers into your mouth, split your tongue into fours, and forced you to eat it off your mom's china plates until all the sin inside of you spewed out
i grabbed your thumbs and rammed them into your eye sockets, and forced your lips apart again, wider than ever, to spit my shattered teeth and metal into your throat. i took the other strap of my bralette and tied a tie around your collar and pinned your fingers on it with your grandma's sewing needles
your body swelled and bruised as i sat on your bed, laughing at how rotten you were
becoming and kissed you goodbye
