Lay me on your chopping block
And begin to slice at me.
Do it fast,
Do it while I can still lick
The last
Drops of water
From my bloodless lips.
Press your scalpel to my chest
And pierce my flesh.
But do it hard,
Do it while I can still remember
Those last drops of water
Rolling
down
my
tongue.
Drag your blade
Between my breasts
And down.
Peel my skin away.
But do it quietly,
Do it while I can still hear
Those drips
From the faucet to my left.
Put your hands inside
The wound
And feel around.
But do it softly,
Do it while I can still feel
My lungs emptying
And swelling.
Take what you want from my body
And sew up the incision
But do it soon,
Do it while you can still taste
The last drips of adrenaline
In the back
Of your throat.
Bury me somewhere far from here.
But do it before the month is up,
Do it while the soil is still cold,
Because I can’t sleep when it’s warm.
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