Blood Eagle

You bind my hands, Command me to kneel For what you know are my final moments. (Surely you know this will kill me) You take your axe, Split me down the middle- Clean. And I open. You rip through my skin, Tear through my fat, Destroy my viscera. Prying each rib open, With the tip of your axe. You contort my body into grotesque form, I let you. I can be whomever you need me to be. You watch my heart, Its movements now erratic, In the wake of ruin. The carrier of my pain, my thoughts, My love. Even still, It bleeds for you, It beats for you, It burns for you. My blood pools around your heels, Staining your feet. You step away, Disgusted by the mess you made.