black sharpie

it’s hard to forget you

when you are written all over my body

like black sharpie

that even if i scrubbed my body raw

would still be so black.

it is like my skin swallowed the scars you gave me

the ones I counted with my fingertips

the purple bruises you sucked out of me

have hardened into scabs.

if i’d pick them my soul would bleed

with your memory.

the gentle caress of your kisses

crack like burned lips.

licking them makes it worse.

and now you live in me

and I need to carry you around

like a rock around my throat

and pretend i like to wear it.

you are part of me now

and I will live with that

every day of my damned existence

as you sit in my mind.

the shittiest part is

i don’t get to haunt you

the same way you swallowed my existence

as if it weren’t flesh and blood.

i hope your mouth tastes like metallic.