in the woods

Here you come.
Terror upon terrors, wretch of my dreams, the unrestful, you come upon me, a grimace rippling the mask of your face as though it were skin. The florid joy you take in your purpose almost radiating off your features. The hunger in you, like a heat, pushing the molecules of air away from your body, and leaving in your wake a fine, black smoke, which hangs like a sheet in the chilled air. Your step does not disturb a leaf, a petal from the most delicate flower. You move with pure, weightless evil, and you can smell me coming, on the wind.

You wait, knowing nothing of the time.

I have never carried something as heavy as my heart, treading day after day, holding the muscular thing in my hands, turning it over, examining the strong flesh, the turgid arteries. It pulses. It pulses. It defies the delicate nature of the hunt and moves still.
For reasons already confirmed, I carry it outside me.
Soundlessly you fly at me, now that I am at my weakest, and I drop my heart and run terrified, looking back intermittently, cursing slippery fingers and my tumbling, stupid heart.
I do not watch when you fall upon it.
I put my knees to the test of keeping up with my struggling breath, and still they buckle, when I hear the first wet ripping sounds as you bury your jaws in my heart and begin rending it completely apart.
Black veins wriggle between your teeth, your lips bejeweled with fat garnets of gore, you turn to my retreating back and leer. I cannot help but feel the invitation, and I look. The most awful sight is the place where my heart once lay on the ground, where I dropped it, now there is only a faint smear of red.
Perhaps I left it there for you on purpose.

poem

i saw you walking down the hall
i wondered how you got that tall
did you brush by to touch my skin
all i let go did you take in?

i took a step you stepped away
i gave you room you told me stay
i brought you water, you didn't drink
i thought about what i should think


i got so thrilled i locked the door
you were the monster i looked for
i got a knife, you held my hand
i couldn't look, i turned and ran

you didn't chase me, i fell down
you left me still upon the ground
when i returned you closed your eyes
i can't say i was so surprised

you told me not to speak a word
you kissed away all my concerns
and now i wonder where you've gone
i never learned to sing your song.