I want to be annihilated completely, I want reciprocal forgetting, I want the angels not to recognize me.

Bedroom Dancing

beveled edges

and textureless textiles

a tangled mess of filamentous black curls at the ends,
parted gently then pulled back – vertebrae snap place by place
the space between is getting smaller, smaller now
as amygdala impulses create a nervestorm. cutis anserine
crawling up the skin and into the joints

heavy air reminiscent of summer nights
above the drowning of stasis. oceanic hydrosis
the sky was never as close to the ground

darkness falls
arms locked in
embrace

faces fade into the black yet bodies are anchored
by the reassurance of the other – lips touch and
equilibrium is re-stored

while ballerina feet – toes – clasp the sole
they feel air not floor
the sky was never as close to the ground
lovers like prometheus unbound – unrestrained
passionate intensity

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