Dance,
dance,
Marionette;
sway to the beat of my heart.
Black,
black,
as a hole in the night,
no safe space
but what I provide.
Please me,
or be
smashed around.
I have no one sympathetic
left in me.
A wound unsutured;
be my plaything,
be my servant.
Friend,
I don’t suppose
I’ve ever known
anyone I couldn’t use.
My mind is mine,
my time is mine,
your body is mine
to do with what I please.
Don’t doubt for a second
I’m manipulating;
turning you
against yourself
to suit my interest.
When you break,
I’ll throw you away,
and I know you’ll break,
because they always do.
Be my plaything,
be my friend.
I’m your cocaine,
I’m your bed.
I’m your first love,
best sex that you’ve ever had
and I’ll destroy you,
because
I
can.
HG – 2018
