Masterpiece (of Art)

My teeth lined sanguine

I love the heat,

The fight you put up,

The way you make me

Work for attention

You'll figure out soon

I am not meant to be a doll

My face is raving, begging for those fists

For resplendence on my tongue.

Your knuckles against my cheek;

This feeling is all I have left

It's all I can crave,

The pain, the agony,

A quixotic nightmare

The blood behind my teeth

When I think of you

My eyes hatch pebbles

I use to chew gums raw,

Teeth cracking beneath masochism

My nose is a bloody, broken mess

But you keep punching,

At my command

Beat me on a whim

Then admire your masterpiece