Kneeling over me, my body on your knees
I keep breathing, gagging, my eyes closing
you gain weight, (wanting to eat chocolate on the street)
the back of my throat draws in waves. Choking.
Lean forward, the way life cycles you can reel through hell,
a world of ghosts, flickering between the shadows,
entering your body or mine and knowing you through your tells,
You remain a reflection. In my neck there are fifteen throats.
Waiting for the climax. Waiting for the time in your arms
When I don't flinch from anxiety- part of the rest
of the human species. Around my life, ignorance, consciousness, and karma
encircle my consumption with my own birth and death.
I commit to abandon a new life, in renunciation and celibacy
I attempt to exceed this marraige to my history.
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