How?
again.
Did I wander here-
to this Orphic delight,
waging wars until my flesh is flushed
until I am slick to touch
and why?
does it trouble you
that I have been here before
before...
you burned bright.
skin so white,
like a god.
I was there when you unleashed
your razor blade kiss
and thanked you even,
for the incision
because you were everything
that makes a desolate man,
a master.
How?
again.
Am I invisible beside you-
You are so strong,
I splinter around you
and why?
does it bother me
that you were here before
before...
I was worth
all manners of torture
you were here
between my immature legs
heavy and impulsive.
I guess,
There are things in life
that have no exit
and I search for some sort of courage
to go on like this...
this time
between
the meetings and the leavings
it scalds me
down in my bones.
You live your life.
I have become the spaces in between.