drowning
I am in your bed
my mind is
underwater
I am almost sleeping

you are bathing me
with your tongue
rendering me

all the senses
gently shriveling
when you hover

I do not feel you
pressing down, I feel only
a spilling

I must remember
this is someone’s desire

emptying, my skin
sticks to bone,

clutches its damp loss

I cannot breathe
in this

the light is smearing

 

 

Photo by Andras Kovacs on Unsplash

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