The Sister that never married

I am flesh again...
I am primped and preened and turning blue.
Unfinished symphonies and mulled wine.
Sipping leisure with slipping time.
I cover my eyes with lace and silk.
My body quivers against the purest milk.

Unread love letters lay in the bottom
of her drawer.
A lifetime spent wondering what words could do.
A lock of hair, a tender sigh for the ages.
Shaking hands to see shaking heads.

You shall be saved.
I shall never return.
The declining years are in for the long haul.

Evil Twin

Destiny unfolded and I watched you slip away.
After 24 hours of prayer you came down from the ceiling.
You are my bones- you hold me erect.
My gag reflex begins while I waste you until you're thin.
Chronic regurgitation of your essence.
I want to feel my stomach scream.
Cripple me with your nourishment.
You hold me at my core.
I always gaze into the eyes of my abuser.
You walk the same footsteps as me.
I stand face to face with myself.