August and Everything After
November 20, 2021 · Intimacy
August and Everything After We built our bones in each other’s arms, Let the world external melt away, Broken, I skate down the number line, Dead center of the road, Exfoliating scabs and borrowing your fingernails to do so.
Collapsing becoming an all too common avenue, Trust, and safety building cobwebs between our jaws, Holding our bodies within curtains as we climb Trees binding our bare feet to the sky. Noses never leave one another, Hands dissatisfied to grasp any other else. We are dancing in and out of each other’s headlocks, Pricking fingers on rib bones, Letting the guard down to open heavy bodies to this marching band of gnomes.
August and everything after, Jumping between bookcases that tell stories of our childhoods, But we bow our heads to each other Wrap around one another Heart to heart Mind to mind Soul to soul Curving spines to the world we will always protect one another from
Relapse.
It and you are synonymous. Both are recurring. “I want to absorb you.” Absorbing of flesh to become one, Our gazes chain linked to our kneecaps, Two sets of kaleidoscope shoulders breaking bread for the first time.
Our roots gnarled, battered lengths towards one another, Ugly things blind as they crawl through the dark. When they touch sparks from the burning popcorn will set the rest of the world on fire.
There are ashes where there was once foundation, But the roots still cling. We will wander the world, Carrying with us these bones we have built