20ccs
There is a stillness before the day begins— and in it, we almost remember who we really are.
Tonight I am naked. Fashion’s fabrics Stripped aside Skin and muscle peeled
I glisten with wet sinew And the fluids of a life While parts pulse and throb In the business of living
Out spills not the 5 liters of crimson existence Nor the awful and fat And bundles of nerves
Flowing from every crevice Of my heart, mind, kidneys and bowel Pour every passion and secret That I keep
From the artery of my soul Come want and desire Lust and greed Thoughts never uttered
Until I am empty Specimen jars filled and labeled And my parts closed and sealed While I sprawl across the covers