When She Comes

On some nights
When no one else is awake
She sits on my chest.
She walks in and out of the door
Till I recognize her face.
And when he falls asleep
In my arms,
She gently cuts his throat
And lets him bleed till dawn.

She is named
As she should be -
The ugliness of glee.
And the corpse
That lie beside me now
Was no one but a memory...