you peel away my skin and
pick me apart with your talons -
such a vulture you are -
like a sickeningly saccharine tangerine
you spit out my seeds and thus,
destroy any potential of me growing ever again.
in other words,
- you consume me forevermore.
I simply wish you held me
in your hands without
the savage hunger
that appears in the iris of your eyes
like clockwork
- no, even better, I wish I did not rely on
your feeble veneration to make me feel like the
untouchable, merciless Goddess
I know I am.
