by EVIE STOVALL - February 20, 2020
I’m obsessed with our starving marriage
Our lovely dogfight wedding
Where we shared a vicious kiss
Two mouths full of canine teeth
Our lovely dogfight wedding
Framed in angelic steel
Two mouths full of canine teeth
Biting the hands that held me
Framed in angelic steel
I said my vows to violence
Biting the hands that held me
Like a tongue on my pink wounds
I said my vows to violence
Teeth piercing through a muzzle
Like a tongue on my pink wounds
And a hole dug up in the yard
Teeth piercing through a muzzle
I’m alone now, a whelp of a widow
And a hole dug up in the yard
Is where the cherubs gather
I’m alone now, a whelp of a widow
I’m still obsessed with our starving marriage
It is where the cherubs gather,
Where we shared a vicious kiss
