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sleep paralysis III (01/03/2023)
if I stare at the roof long enough
would i let it's ink
roll down over me ?
my shape, pliant and waiting and
rutting
tilting toward the certainty
the cooing touch and strain
spreading stygian weight
pressing down, down, and do...wn
coy and waiting with glistening teeth
brushing, roiling voice
weight like a purring cinderblock
hands, too many to be real
too deft to be human
...
Friday 5th January 2024 3:14 pm
soft; Amelia Earhardt 0837 (11/12/2023)
lain in, thinking about
the soft roll of hair and
gentle exhales and
soft, pressing folds
filled with tiny collapsing sounds
sighs, held on high
near imperceptible if not uttered
direct
and deep down
and deep down
and deep down
like the brush
of my bones
where all the gaps between could disappear
where we don't need to know where one begins
or the other ends
Tuesday 14th November 2023 4:56 pm
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