Sickly sweet, like sugar
He feels like he's drowning she's all consuming
Like drowning in a pool of honey

Sweet so sweet
But Mama Told You sweet doesn't always equal kind
And you think
As you slip under dragged into the depths of insanity disguised
As liquid sugar

She was right

Blood
Warm and sweet and metallic
It stains your tongue
And hands

It swirls in her cup deep and red
Life itself condensed into Ruby liquid
She offers you a sip
And you drink
It taste like Stardust fire and saltwater
It tastes like power

And for a moment
your God
but death doesn't discriminate  God and mortal
peasant and royalty
It's all the same to him

Suddenly the blood doesn't taste so sweet
Because it's yours
Because you're choking on it
Drowning
Because Bones still shatter like glass
Even with the taste of liquid power on your tongue

And death doesn't discriminate

Home hell what's the difference?
hell is where demons Rome
But we've got those by the bucket full at home

when the couch moves a few feet
And one of the rooms becomes an office
No one questions it
When there's one less place at the dinner table
It goes practically unnoticed

Every closet has a skeleton
some have more than one
Never go in the basement
They say there's a monster that lives down there
But there's monster next to you in your bed too
So what does it matter

There's blood on the counter and Mom gets a new set of knives
no one questions it
There are a few pieces of wood that too closely resemble human bone in the fireplace just a trick of the light

The kids compliment their mother and father on how good the steak is
The father sadly informs the children
That their older brother went to college in another state

Home is the worst kind of hell
You know about the box of skulls your mother keeps in the closet
You taped back together the shredded birth certificates
You know every blood stain repurposed room random items gone missing only be replaced

You know why the meat you eat melt-in-your-mouth
the way the Flesh of animals never could
But you can't leave not unless you die
you don't fear the monster that lives in the basement because there's one in your mother's bed two
Its her