Leftovers

You hold your sabbot
mixing in your cauldron
love taken,
regret felt,
a heart of snow,
abortion of feeling
lust... greed
pain
and other
odds and ends
blue-black steam rising
fingernails melting
to feed the sacrifice
to your needs
sadism gratified
masochism personified
or is it
sadomasochism?
the crawl out
one by one
bloodless offerings
leftovers
of your using
hollow-eyed
shame drained
mutations
of what once was
used lovers
of yesterday tears

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