Lacerations

I ate the apple, plucked it clean off the tree,
nearly swallowed it whole,
cracked open my rib to keep you close,
planted seeds in my stomach, roots in my core

Forbidden fruit spilling from my tainted hands,
temptation’s taste still on my tongue,
I tried to hide from you,
your serpentine words and sweet temptations
followed me from Eden

You don’t home in my heart anymore,
no, you’re far deeper,
some place darker, twisted,
until you try to slither your way up and out,
tightening around my heart,
up my burning throat, out of my apple-kissed lips

My own forbidden kind of torture,
lacerations upon myself,
I have buried my most disgraceful parts
next to where I keep you.