a couple nights later another attempt
to salvage this lifeless romance
a dinner spent waiting for the bill to arrive
while she plans her bitter revenge

she’s up on the table
ripped open her dress
”is this all you wanted from me?
admit it you coward how ugly I am
when there is no hunger to feed.”

we all know
that beauty is never found
where we’re looking

in the fire
brings purity
I will go and burn
beyond all recognition
so I can be ready
only to be destroyed