I described a fantasy of intimate victimization.

He let me grab the fight
shifting roles within a distance
We live in difference
wrecking each other completely

I tried to become a resource.

He told me he was a cynic
such a good one
We reflect on everyone’s face
taking solace in punishment

I wrap my hand around the room.

Love and watch his mouth,
flushed with shame,
We are gutting out the drones,
because I am coming