Call me Amy

Call me Amy and
I will slit your throat wrapping you
 in a coat of your own skin, 
thin and wrinkled 
then tinkle 
on your corpse 
with warmth in my core 
watching your body burn drenched in gasoline 
since you want to be a goddamned fiend 
thinking you're funny but really 
you're poor and torn within due to your insecurities 
smeared over what was once purity 
but is now artificial beauty 
that you think is cool 
but has led you to shiver 
and twitch 
in a pool 
of your own blood out in mid-winter 
because you can't fucking understand 
that I have a new name but hey, 
your luck wasn't planned.

-Lovi x