The Jagged Heart

 

“Swallow the jagged heart,”

she said.

“It’ll cure all that ails you,”

as she pulled me to her bed,

into her tangled web

of pleasure.

“I’ll trade this hollowed out bullet 

for your pain,”

she placed it round my neck,

hung it from a chain,

filled it with some magic

and then she said,

“Come back next Tuesday

and I’ll heal you again.”

(my words written from His perspective,

lest you think it’s a confession)