IT IS
MECHANICAL INCONSISTENCIES
THAT LEAD US HERE
IN POOLS OF UNAVAILABLE THOUGHT
CREATING CRACKED ENDS THAT CARRY US
INTO THE NEXT MORNING
CONVERSATIONS WITH YESTERDAY
YIELD A SWEET PARALYSIS
UNLIKE THE ECHOS OF THE WIND
THROUGH BLONDED, DAMAGED ROOTS
OR STICKY FINGERS THAT WRAP AROUND
PIT STOPS ON ICE
NO WHERE NEAR ARE THESE NIGHTS ON PAVEMENT TO
DAWNS SURROUNDED BY
5AM DEW AS WERE WHISKED
FROM OBLONG PILLOWS
AND PINCHING HANDS
WE USED TO HIDE ALL OF OUR SECRETS
IN THESE BEDS
AND WALLS
DOORS THAT SLIDE TOO EASILY
AND LOCK RARELY
INVITE AN EXPLORATION
OF PREPUBESCENT BODIES
OUT OF EARSHOT
SILHOUETTES OF A LIFE I DO NOT CALL MY OWN
BEG ME BUT I AM OUT OF BREATH
THIS SIMPLE CARNAL TOUCH DOES BREED
TEMPTATION AND I AM OUT OF BREATH
