we gloat over the absurdity of our certainty

like it obscures the truth of our wetmouthed cling in the secret moments behind the walls of the world

pull the veils in closer to our animal skins, love, obliterate the boundaries, I need to remember what we felt like before the noise of consciousness killed us

Do you remember that sacred empty when we were the same thing? Seems you got to keep more of the silence than me, it cloaks you so closely, draws me up and into the heat and press of you. I’m your moth, mouth, slow drag match rasp, that heady eyed babydoll, crawl up your incredible body trying to absorb you into me to kill this ego and cease to be with you inside me me me and more me and my selfish ways but you and I are the same in critical ways. I recognize you from lifetimes away, it’s so bruising, so brutal, to be so close and still can’t touch you. When was the last time we were even in the same galaxy, love? I can’t remember the last time you were close enough to fuck. How can I live this life without finding you here? I’d give up every future, all my pasts, to live and die here with you now. I need that tangle in your chest pulsing with mine, and this evolution is necessary because existence is crippling. I don’t deserve you if I’m not willing to fight for you.