Featured Poem | June

I am stuck in your skin


I am stuck in your skin.

It all stops when I look at you, I am
whittled down into fractions & sea foam,
your limp eyes, a focal folly of submission
and desperation caught hiding in the way you stare
through sums of aphasiac tongues

I negate your abuse : you neglect my negation
then
Treat guilt like a marriage proposal, in sickness
not health
You’re richer, and for poorer I rent fables
til’ death do us part
like atoms, the breath of matter split
in the space
between the determination on your face and
my inability to look away

Your whites are wet with the intention
to love me until I understand

                        you will let this kill you

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