📺Love & Anarchy📺

You know
It was

Quite
Obvious
To me

You and
Her have
Your own
Past.

—-

I read it
Off both
Your faces
Instantly.

I felt the
Tension,

Seeing you
Look at her

the Same
Way You
Look At me.

—-

I felt her
Presence,

Nurturing
Pinpricks,

A spine of
Solid Metal
Betrayal.

—-

Once I’d
Learned
They’d
Never met

It only
Solidified

All my
Hunches.

—-

The three
Of us,

Standing
There in
That hall,

Coalesced

By the
Burning
Nova of
Your gaze.

—-

Did you get
What you
Wanted from
Each of us?

My mind

Sacrifices
My heart

At the
Altar of
My tongue.

—-

It damns off
The absolute

Bloodbaths
Of adoration

Anxiously
Circulating

Through
My Veins.

—-

I[t] know[s]
Better.

My systems
Need
Something

To keep
Us Running.

—-

I[t] know[s]
We have
Poured

Ourselves
Entirely OUT

For men
Before;

& Ended up
Nearly dead.

Hello, Handsome Stranger

Just Outside
This Window

Of my head.

Thanks
For your

Continued
Patience,

My Cerebral
Peeping Tom.

—-

We both
Know

This is my
[-Paper-NO]
Digital Doll

Dressing
Room.

—-

You may be
Disappointed
To observe

The space
Doesn’t come

Equip with

A Gloryhole

For you to
Anonymously
Insert Yourself

Into My Hind—

—————Sight.

—-

Do you Like
Watching
Me slip all

The silky
Material

Over my
Shoulders,

Zip up my
In-seems,

& Smooth
Out these

Awkwardly
Laid Wrinkles
Of myself?

—-

Don’t
come
In……

[I’m Too
Shy 🙈 ☺️].

I’ll come
Out for the
Big Reveal

When I’m

Good
& Ready.

Remind Me

You don’t
Have to
__________

That You
Too align

All your
Corners.

I know,
Dah-ling.

—-

This is
Ours.

As this
Space
Now is.

—-

But,

What Kind
Of “space”

—Exactly—

—did you
Refer to Our
Creation, hm?

P-lease,
E-lab-or-ate.

—-

What does
That space

Up there

Look like..?

[Two-steps-
——A-head
—-of Me…?]

—-

Moving
Forward,

You said


You didn’t
[wouldn’t?]
[Want to?]

Go Back
to Ours.

There
Can

Only be
So Many
Rulers.

—-

So,
Tell Me

….Now,

What
is Your
Day-core?

—-

Only Tell
The Truth:

Are you
Having a

—-Better
——Time

There…?

For the Record

I know What

Not Saying
Something
Looks like,

Sweetheart.

—-

When all you
Have is Time,

Recollection
Becomes it’s

Own medium.

—-

Rewatching
The Us has

Crystallized,

There are So
Many
Words

You have not
Granted me
The privilege

To see and
Hear of you.

—-

Please know,


Despite my
Cold streak,

Your eventual
Disclosures

Are still safe
Here with me.

—-

There is no
Way for me
To show that

-If you won’t
Let me try.

I see now

I neglected
Nearly All
ecosystems

While still
Expecting
Symbiosis.

—-

I’ve since
Set Voyage

To the
Peaks
Of me.

—-

Nowadays,

I refresh
My Ecologies:

The fluids
Pour out &
In my pores,

I Wipe
Mirrors

To see,

Disinfect
My Opaque
Sur[e]faces,

And let
Go of what

No longer
Serves me.

My Darling Drinker,

What if
I told you

I am a
Simple
Pond

Under
Late-stage
Capitalism?

—-

At first
Glance, I
Look so
Drinkable.

[And drink
You did]

But, little
Did you
Know
,

I have
Long been
Poisoned.

—-

At the
Time,

I did only
What my
Contents

Were
Capable of,

What my
Molecules
Were
Mixed with.

—-

I could
Offer

Nothing
More
to
You, than

Ecological
Collapse.

—-

Which
Is to say:

That harm
I did to your
Insides was

Nothing
Personal.

—-

For what
It’s worth,

I’ve since
Undergone

Extensive &
Fluid self-
Processing.

—-

Perhaps,
One day

I will even
Be safely
Drinkable

In a way
You always

Deserved to
Be quenched.