Gnaw

I gnaw at myself
especially when alone
I don't growl, no I don't growl
But I do gnaw
I like the taste of my flesh
the swirl of blood
on my tongue
that despite what others say
seems nothing like rust

I try to hide my hands
well hell lately I hide and curtsey
most every aspect of
this girl painted at least a
quarter black with dye
and spray paint and lust

I am more than you think
Less than what I fear
I am more than you think
and less than what I fear

Bite, gnaw, bite, gnaw
tear, no cuticles on me
no cuticles on me
and i swallow them
(and you)
whole