11

you reach inside me
manage to strike a
chord with my brain
turn my legs to
trembling jellyfish
rush of crumbling
membrane
infusing me
your taste
falling through
my fingers like
desert sand
tender moments
and in the presence
of strangers
i try to understand
reeling me back
invisible wire
succumbing
and i drowned

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