Lies by Emilija Ducks

You lied, white magic – my ass

I know the spells that you cast

grabbing it all and slashed

my heart, driving past

insecure mouse

give it back

give all

give

me

a

myriad

miraculous

things that you

never did possess.

Spreading comfortable

be a cat feeling safe, here

in my arms splattered with blood

I’m waiting to be loved or caught -

condemn me or make me taut.

                                             just

                                              don’t

                                              leave

                                               please

                                             don’t

                                              leave.