• flesh

    for all that i have taken out of you; for all that i have eaten and broken; for all that you have given out of your self; i hope i have sweetened the flesh on my bones; should ecstasy sing on your lips with every bite then agony would make me sigh, 

  • capture

    don’t try to capture me, mirror; i wish to flow like the wind on your surface, don’t pull on my hair on the way; my shadow will kiss you; but don’t pull my colors; i would love to play; drape you, talk to you; but don’t visit my dreams; i love, love; and you are…

  • smokeless

    the tilt of your neck, and the left side of your head exploded; black leaks smokeless; it hovers unhosted; i wish it free, even as it’s devouring; i do not want the lips between my chest pinch; i do not want your hungry eyes; so let me turn away in peace, 

  • true as

    i must make bed with you, the shadows underneath mine demands it; wedded; bands of darkness whip and tighten; binded; this is as true as death; i am limp and folded; eternity is your realm, and repetition is hell as it is sweet,

  • devoid

    i watched the slither of your shoulders, your voice devoid; your teeth for eyes and these short bursts of you; but you play yourself well; or i have chosen to unsee simply, for you to exist; i am unsure of its blessing; but why must you not exist, even if it be detriment to me?

  • split

    where the river plays, and white spools around me, where white sings, where white pours in rivulets, where white wraps; and rains; take me back into the water; take me back into the water—i wish the stone to split—tell me you are here, 

  • honeymilk

    put me back to sleep, fill up my skies red; dreams that last like candyfloss; i am sorry i asked to see behind the screen, spill honeymilk over my eyes; burn them even; keep me half-dazed, i ask no more questions, pull the veil down my head, kiss me through it again, lie to me,

  • consumption

    i have learnt to eat out my hand, eat from my breath, eat this skin, these eyes that have half-closed; i don’t ask for much, simply, that you eat yours too, but the way your mind works; you will chew yourself out soon enough since every move i make is suspect, and i don’t have…

  • open again

    turn the lights on, add a few more pages, what’s that ending? draw the curtain open again, look at that, the wind blows, who says it’s gone still? I can hear the sound of water trickling down somewhere, your smile still lights, your hands still sets petals flush, don’t set your sun down yet, there…

  • neck deep

    you keep saying sink deeper, sink deeper; the wetlands are rising to my hips; and still you say sink; i am neck deep now, everything thickens, but not enough for you; you must press down my shoulders, watch my eyes submerge, your hands too, touched,