3i hear you choking on her notes
the supple sound of her tongue on torso,
trying to swallow the warbling scream
i am in the other room, walls of tissue
and blood and guts i am so squeamish
no legs to run from love lost
her song is amber, thick and viscous
dripping down that throat translucent
the staccato moan finale, finish
your silence is deafening
and my bile is on the floor