One of those times
When noise
So muddy
I cannot Ferry it
Tonight.

Last night
I tried to
Kiss the corners
Of my world.
So I could be sure
I was blanketed in.

Last evening
I tried to diappear.

In the day I
Tried to let go.
Myself.
These obese thoughts
And that scrapping itch
That latches on
Everytime my heart could settle.

I cannot run away.

What is it with you
Comfort!
Why do I love you
Only from a distance.
Why can’t you
Court me
More willfully.

Like a storm
That takes
What’s hers.
Why can’t you grab me
And slam Me against
Your walls
And have me melt
Into the orgasm of your bliss.

Comfort.
Come.
Show me a little commitment.

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