a couple nights later another attempt

to salvage this lifeless romance

a dinner spent waiting for the bill to arrive

while she plans her bitter revenge



she's up on the table

ripped open her dress

”is this all you wanted from me?

admit it you coward how ugly I am

when there is no hunger to feed.”



we all know

that beauty is never found

where we're looking



in the fire

brings purity

I will go and burn

beyond all recognition

so I can be ready

only to be destroyed