time folds, crinkles, crumples and falls around my ankles
Seducing me with the poetry of this uneven and unfair breath.
Impossible even, oddly ruthless, yet worth more always more.
The juxtaposition of coming and going
Painfully, hopelessly, a special kind of aching
sweet soft tissues, hardly holding me in
to have no Idea, especially not this one.
intimately, anatomically, inane
insane & excited
Because everything means everything
every god damn blessed bit.