an injection of hand sweats shakes quick heartbeats
red face: when you can’t tell the difference
between love lust
and anxiety. i am everted
heart facing out and my face
facing in. it beats to no one
and i strain to see through the dark.
tight-rope tippy-
toed eyes closed thumbs guiding
hands guiding heart
guiding head: an impersonal thought
stops
traced in light--
3 AM hiatus won’t let us
i take a bite: spit drips
puddles high on your thigh
called a rainbow jump
in dream-time--you’re here one minute
gone the next
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