black widow

tombstone rooted weeds are planted by the lonely.
we, ones who inhabit grass and ground.
dragging the bodies fettered to our feet, we stumbled into a puddle and made it our sea.

but, my love, you erred upon assumption that i am human.
you're my muscles affliction.
my toxic epidemic.

my sole antidote.

these robotic fingers will sew my love into your skin and inject the shrapnel of my heart.
resist embrace of my eyes – razored glass compost.
eyelashes clasp like lacerating teeth.

i'm a black widow.