Colors and Torment

You claim my skin with teeth.
Take red and leave purple.

Sheets like sandpaper,
wear down calluses on my heels.

I bathe in muddied water,
surrender lips and fingernails for stain.

To submit to colors and torment,
this we call love.

 

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