Safety comes from distance, clearly.
Someone lock me in isolation--
blind me, bind me,
cut me, find me
breaking in icewater perspiration.
Set like stones in hazel cement,
my pupils cannot divide the attention.
They hunt you, lust you,
hurt me--must you?
Even your name is sawblades to mention.
From the well of crumpled paper
I watch you taking orders;
cherry tomatoes, garlic, spaghetti.
Talk to him, talk to him...ready?
I slam my fists on our blackening borders.
The women who haunt you are mannikins
crusted in glitter, covered in night.
You kiss them, carress them.
Can't you confess, then?
They've got you trapped on the cross of a kite.
They take you for status, I assume.
Hierarchy dictates a girl and a man.
Speak to me, acknowledge me;
together at the college, we
will sit at the same table, and then...
Hold me, unfold me,
I wish you had told me,
you were as lonely as me.
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