The B-Tch
I watch in horror.
How long can I allow this to continue?
She spasms like an animal.
Life trickles out of her.
Oh, my heart.
Oh, my poor, darling b*tch.
Hungry - but I'm not the one who can feed you.
Sick - but I'm not the one who can cure you.
Broken - but I'm not the one who can heal you.
The one we love doesn't have the strength to get rid of you.
I will do what must be done.
Close your eyes ...
Just one prick of the needle -
and all will be well.
All will be forgotten ...
For you ...
Then, tomorrow, you will bound again in the meadows
searching so eagerly for the one who can feed you.
24 April 2023
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