"i think we were safer
when we knew god.
before we knew what love was."

oh, woe.
the adonis
needs something
for the wounds of his heart.

"hurry, he's getting blood on the sheets."

she read the red label
and saw what it said
and stilled her fingers
and instead she said:

"it's sterile.
it's safe.
unlike us.
so don't open it."

A/N: ...i don't know what to say.