forever mine.

I captured her soul

in a teeny glass bottle,

knocked it back

to the wall of my throat

and swallowed her whole.

There wasn't much left

of her.

I withered her down

like a naked winter tree;

slowly losing color,

miraculously shedding the leaves

that kept her warm.

My stomach bubbled

as a woman's screech

leaked from my pores.

Petting my cheeks I said,

"You are where you belong,

you are the marrow to my bones!"

My life depended on

poisoning her mind; a social experiment.

Now, here she plays

as an extension to my wicked blood.