My fingers curve gently, nestled where the heartbeat hides
mouth bore hush of deep sutures — silence condensed destitute shape
Did you know? Symmetrical scarring. Parallel aching clavicles
pleading stitch wounds into my skin, for you
too late. crus draped above me
siphoned grief molted mechanically
and so I fell — magnetically drawn to the northernmost pole, darkest gaping hole
obscure feeling… worship known only through means of you
sinking subterranean: juxtaposed astral perdition
Well, your head always was in the clouds (haha)
bedrock through topsoil, past fossils and fungi; mine gaping forelimb clawing upward
and return. memory of us, two pirouetting worlds with conjuncted pulse
flowers bud in oropharynx, choking pollinated sobs rippling in bruising sorrow
I beat only for you.
