Bunker

I hand to you my hunger,
And you breathe upon its life.
Its death is safe you ponder,
And to swallow I decide.

You stepped outside, then
Pierced a hole in your step.
My grief had bubbled up when
I already knew your fate.

Offered my chest to the spear,
The taste of salt and bone.
Feel my stiffness finally disappear,
I let me die to keep you whole.

I stand upright,
With a lake
Of blood
Inside my mouth.