Root canals without
But I’ve got a sweet tooth for you
Ripping the enamel from my bones
Taking my heartbreak in your hands
And soothing it to hum
These late-night tumbles lead to early afternoon coffe dates
You’ve made a picnic of my sorrow
Dinning into me ravenous
Sinking your teeth
In the most vulnerable parts of my sensitivities
So who is wolf, and who is lamb now?
You know nothing,
Yet I’m giving you everything.
Is this overflow of openness
A symptom of disaster?
Or I’m I
The lamb that ate the wolf.