Minced Me

amidst the chaos
she heads her home
among brutalities
she cleanses her
impure blood of me

lead me home
she winces in pain
from the cliff I'm hanging
going down my own grave

buried my existence
she walks away from my chain
moth covered sheets of stain
sampled tested blood
she carries the deadly grains

minced meat stuck in d drain
ascending d stairs
she found her trouble starting to stare

over the windowpane
she spotted blood on d sill
her grin on her lip saw
my body hanging on her cherry tree