With edges that scratch

and curves that twist and turn she


a swift katana

left an artistic array

of head, blood, and corps.

the ripples faded 

until another leaf dropped 

to kiss the still pond.

to express his love, 

he bought her a pizza topped 

with bacon and pep.

when the drugs hit me, 

I understood what it meant

to be a human.

with the drain now blocked, 

rain water poured from the sky

to flood the courtyard. 

her pasty skin turned

pink as she laid in the sun,

cooking as meat does.