violence

will you please,
if i beg you,
dig your fingernails
into all the deepest parts
of my flesh
would you press down
and make me your painting
brilliant reds
and purples
and tough yellows
all in a row
reaching towards
the softest catacombs
of my body
will you curl
your fingers
into miniature fists
and crack
the hidden bones
in my face
in my stomach
in the SICK
thoughts,
which consume me.
bang my head
against a wall
until you make
wonderful
loud, alarming
music
with the nerves
in my brain
light me up
like a broken piece
of technology
turn me on again
and let me fade out
but please
one favor i ask of you
before you let me go
kiss my lips as softly as you can
control yourself
and then,
don't.