lei is me

my love makes me a wild animal, teeth bared at nature’s whim. feral and snarling, ugly and desperate, it tears me limb from limb.

my love fills me like a fever, rotting fruit in heat of day. sickly sweet, the cloying scent masks the stench of decay.

my love rusts me like a long lost spoon, sunken to the depths of sea. it eats away at what is left till all remains debris.

my love makes me like a wounded dog, leg trapped in metal claws. i bite and rage, and yet still crave release in loving arms.

-leisan yusupov, september 13, 2025