Dead people

You don't know me, but I know you
intimately.
I've seen you tripping, trying to move
sexually.
I've made love to you many times,
in my mind, violently.
I've smashed your face into the wall.
Try not to scream.

Now you're crawling, bleeding faster.
I could save you - I'm your master,
but I love to watch you rust.

I lied. You cried. I tried to find
the things that hurt you most.
I've held your face in shallow water.
Breathe me deep.

What does your daddy call you?
If he could see you like I see you

crawling, bawling, bleeding faster.
I could save you - I'm your master,
but I love to watch you rust.
I love to watch you crawl in dust.
I love to watch you rust.

You don't cry any more.
You don't love any more.
Obviously.
Breathlessly.