SCRATCHING, BASHING
FIGHTING, GNASHING
CLAWS ARE SCRAPING
HOPE'S ESCAPING
LET IT BLEED
OR CEASE TO BE
OH SWEET VIOLENCE
FRIEND TO ME!
SO MUCH LOVE IS IN THE AIR
WITH SHAKING HANDS
AND DEEP DESPAIR
WITH SCRATCHING, BASHING
FIGHTING, GNASHING
LOVE IS MAKING
PAIN'S PURVEYING

DO YOU LIKE IT?
MY SWEET POEM?
AN OLD FRIEND TAUGHT IT TO ME...
BUT I CAN'T...
I CAN'T REMEMBER!
I CAN'T REMEMBER WHO!
ALL I REMEMBER IS HIS CABLES
WRAPPED AROUND MY THROAT!
HA... HA...
WELL!
WHOEVER HE IS...
HE REALLY LOVED ME, DIDN'T HE...?