Take my flesh and peel it open
Be delicate
With the spots that you have touched
With the spots that you have loved

Long, methodical incisions

Slice my soft skin in half

Cobwebs stick to my
Rib cage 
Crack the bones one by one
Be rough
Break them, twist them, pierce the muscle, snap the veins

My lungs no longer breathe 
Your warmth
Your love
Your grace 
They collapse

Wrench my
Heart out
With palms as cold as the
Dying moon
The cavern you leave
As black as 

Space

Not empty
But rather crammed with 
Shadows
(Of memories)
And your crushing, withering 
Love