Once Bitten
do you still think of him?
the boy who, with fondness,
you swallowed whole.
until he bit your heart
from the inside
and you spat him out
wretched, and covered in bile,
you watched him slyly,
eyeing his smile.
i thought that you
had forgotten me,
and the only path
was your pain.
and so i bit until you bled
and waited for your disgust
then bathed in
the death of trust