Cries everywhere,
then laughter. before we’ve had time
to understand
i heave my body
on your knees, play
at prayer while you sleep.
your screams, your purulent screams
infect my nights. before we
look the other in the eye,
we choose. there’s this
quietness afterwards, that comes
from not being able to tell now
and never apart, from
having been through, but never
been in.
you’re still as the silent steel
you’re placed on, watching
me learn the game, rehearse
technique. you’ve been before
in this room, machines bleeping,
wires swaying,
leaving your lovers
with spurned apologies.
i’m here too, peeping,
touching myself each time your
eyes fix, and your stone hard mouth
gasps its last hot air, and,
gripping the rails as if
they were fevered breasts,
you beg for more.
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