In a fevered
pitch
Compelled to
probe the
Far and deep
corners of my mouth
Explore the
roof
Of this
house
If I was
brave
Forgot all
fears
Maybe I
could fly
But the
shadows are formed
And linger
with their stories
Teeth
grating warnings
Moving
molasses
Minus a
pulse
Plus the sky
A shroud
that I cannot shake
Clingy,
draped, like
You just
took her virginity
But we are
not capable
Of being
sweaty, vulnerable,
Aching lovers equal to
The
shiver from energy
to matter
I'm no mathematician,
But this
requires summation:
Swallow
boundaries and
Embrace what
is incomplete
