Worry my most secret meaning out of me.
Like a nun palming rosary beads,
Hold me like a prayer.
We split each other in half,
Tree root, apple core
Bite into my sweet center and spit out the seeds.
Parse out these aching parts
Scatter me, leave me to dry,
Let the fire in your belly burn away my bitterness.
Here, let me teach you how to love me.