Resurrection

Bite my head off and barter it for some peace of mind,

Tell yourself it’s never too late to kill off my kind.

Your legs crawl up my spine with divine affection.

I can’t look back,

Can’t take another resurrection.

Spit out my past kindness like it’s poisonous licorice,

Stare right at your mistakes and talk pure gibberish.

You crave the warmth I poured right onto your bones,

But I can’t do that now.

You have to die on your own.

-Jackie