The Bone Wife

An angular foot

 

placed lovingly

 

upon my head,

 

holding me under

 

the cold water.

 

 

I’ll die beneath her;

 

I could never live

 

above her.

 

 

Thin as famine,

 

she fills me with

 

hunger.

 

 

Bones eat flesh.

 

Sinew devours

 

her black hair.

 

 

“It’s all so you’ll

 

remember me.”

 

She says.

 

 

“You’ll always remember.”

 

 

 

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