you said you wanted to eat my loneliness
so i asked you what it tasted like
licking lips & patting them with a napkin
you feigned thought
but without thinking
you said
"it tastes like it tastes like stardust, it tastes like a million years of evolution, it tastes like blood"
did it satisfy you, to eat my loneliness?
"no dear, it was supposed to satisfy you"