What have I done?
I met her in the bar downstairs.
(Happy)
She said I looked down.
I was.
She knocked on the door to my room in the middle of the night,
let herself in.
She kissed me, unzipped her skin.
Grey meat underneath
rotten, alive with flies.
(Black teeth)
She told me I was hers
and I am.
I can feel maggots growing in my belly.
I’m keeping them safe
for her.

-Hidden in the bible.