i want you. i want to be cradled into the cathedral arches of your ribcage / sheltered within ivory reliquary, tangled in your scarlet cartography ﹠ made embalmed next to your heart, your rhythm.
your name is safe in my mouth——your heart too, tendons twined around my tongue, body cradled in the cage of my teeth. i will lock you up tight, in the space above my throat where even i cannot get you.
Each time someone removes his makeup an angel loses its wings. He took time and effort to put his best face on for you and you want him at his most uncunt.
the world is happening in a room that i can't enter, life is happening in a gathering i am not invited to. being unwanted is a language i am fluent in.
i’ll be there no matter what. i’ll be there even if you don’t want to see me again. i’ll be there even if there’s nothing to gain. i can’t make up for what i did in the past... but i can do this much for you.