you never leave

I never want these bones to heal, for the ways in to be worn cleanly

if I should wake to only hang under the weight of my suit

and the light is only momentarily enough, as a lull

but—a song cuts me in two

your smile is no longer cracked with any trace of me

it was always edging, unfurling into reaches

now, I remember each day to be alone, things to make and lose

twisted metal wants up through my halls

how I can trace the sweat across scar tissue

chemicals, I only record you

pain, I move the world

another song, and my eyes becoming impenetrable

and what hurts more? the spike of memory, or the words that will not

tell how i fucking love you.

will remain nothing for you—

that you would find me, soon, and so

common, on these streets

cheap and flickering

and flashing

away

but I will not hide, and you will not come in fear

though your blood moves for centipedes, sometimes

as mine to yours, crowding

the felt trigger of those mouths:

I AM STRANGE OF LOVE
YOU WAIT NOT ALONE.