For the Consumption of Body Parts

In your attention span

just a mouth

opened for the sigh you gave it

geometric body for the subtracting of

the sum of need

hard truth

soft conviction

to make the end prettier

I'll accompany you like a habit

something soft to lean against

waking up hungover, decomposing our
minds the way

fires hallow out wood

dreams jerk into reality

I dig deep to remove the

muscle that has grown

articles I want to kill off

before they become permanent

again again, you a season, a virus

decorating my soul in needles, but I am
living

making me need the edge of heights

and the blind nothingness of sloppy
intoxication, but I am moving

again again, I crave the disappointment
you will bring

rob me of my passion

dull me in waiting

age me in loving alone

Just a mouth now

articulated for the consuming