Step in just enough now
so I can eject my agency
whenever he is in the room
thinking,
and gasping,
for me

An animal comes out of my chest
My come fills up with violation
My violation jets out the door
The door closes on everyone’s scared faces

Hard strokes down his throat
are so taboo now
whenever they choke themselves
dreaming
and reaching
for you

Now fill up the blade again
My blade will graze the surface of your skin
Your skin will generate my compliance
The compliance is transcendent arousal

Straddle your object of equity
not just in scale or distance
whenever you speak of killing
exiting,
and longing
for me

Wrap your size and sensitivity in a towel
Your towel smells like violence
Your violence jets out of your hands
The hands lunge at my throat

I just see if in me
not only in context and strategies
whenever I feel
numbness,
and dying
for you