into existance
a narrative better suited for a thriving tale
reflection heavy intend, a clash of stranger and danger
where the uncertaintainy of whether their feelings will swallow them whole
a nail biter bittersweet: unloved=discarded and left behind without regret nor help.
a triller chills the bones, waterboarding for sport
a sexual craving unleashed, vivid and breathtaking
literally.
I am deeply unsatisfied
I crave nurture all the fucking time
I feel compelled to interlace finger to neck
locking desire to waste
to come undone from under the sheepskin
the wolf wears to perform, daily, and bathe on the scent
of delightful pathetic display of plain nice gestures
like a doll in display stumble upon words and tangle with legislation
moral conduct and abdor villainy.
in the dark the door remains locked
nevertheless the wall figures out the act
I swear it moves and shrinks, turns my stomach upside down
outwards and spills all matter of petty irrelevant secrets
I dont dance, I sway
a cunning negotiation with gravity and a pretense stab at self-control
a tangle between arm and leg sharing space
interchanging role whenever the fancy strikes low
ashore the fever lingers
the sea calls anew as the arriving comet trails ahead
the foretold eclipse, not quite a miracle but a spectacle nevertheless
demanding attention and serene pause, now at ease
a hybrid colapse of shoulders slanted
is it due to the burden of alongated days
or the birth of what's to come
have you spent the better of your justice days
learning to know someone pretty darn well?
I wish I could well leave myself alone
perhaps I am late to the party I was not invited to
but snuck in either way
not always the type to bite into ice-cream
but that last time it felt just right.
