SWALLOWED  (I LOVE YOU)

by Shari Cooper



My mouth is milky and bloody
From swallowing the fat from my thighs
Sucking out the extra inches with fervor
Blood red Hard Candy lips leeched on my legs
It always tastes better the second time down
The opposite of vomiting dinner

My mouth is dry and it is hard to talk
From suckling all unwanted hair from my skin
(My legs and my thighs and my arms and my armpits)
Choking as the strands catch in larynx unable to inhale
Or exhale, or even move
You coo as you stroke my silky skin/my labor of love
(Do you like what you see so far?)

My mouth is wet and full of spit
From not talking and keeping my retorts in my spine
Lips pursed together to keep from screaming
Sore from disuse; facial muscles have disintegrated
Perpetually frowning now, no, nothing's wrong
I'm okay, I really am, I am, I am, no, I can't say
(But I'm happy because I know you like me this way)

Pretty soon all that will be left of me are my lips
And my teeth and my tongue and the roof of my mouth
The dislocated rest suspended before you
Wrapped in high heels & stockings & garter belts
My voice and mouth are mine (in case I ever decide to protest
But you never liked to hear me talk anyway)

I hope you enjoy the rest of me
So you can polish & groom the parts on your own
The way I know you like 'em-smooth & chic & sleek

Feel no pressure to return the favor
The pleasure of disassembly is all mine.


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