Feelings Once Removed

It’s all just a game to you,
dig-digging your tongs
into the open red.

You laugh and your friends
join in,
taking turns on the lining
and meat-chart mapping me,
helpless and nude.

Edges meet bones
as you tear through my being,
my funny bone shattered,
my bloody nose
ripening.
God, I’m a fool…

Rainy-day wounds,
but they never do heal,
empty cavities beckoning --
fill me again.

Fill me again?
I'm confused by distinctions.
The victim?
Antagonist?
You know the rules.

Begging reversal,
I'm torn by your stimulus.
Pained by your actions,
I cringe at your cure.

Tap-tap-scraping,
you hold my attention.
Electric addiction,
you touch me again
and the light
runs away from my soul.