Even

Photo by Plato Terentev

The melody crawled into my ears and chest.

I did not know the song, but you were obsessed.

My feet carried me as the music was playing,

And your words bled me dry while I was praying.

You hummed venom into my nervous system.

Neon filled my pupils and dripped down the pistol.

The melody turned me into your final demon.

I robbed you of life as you robbed me of feeling.

-Jackie