open to receiving any
beating you’ll
offer

my fraught
heart..

starved body,

scouring blots
of past
with

steel wool
mittens,

friction sparks,
i’m warming

to the feel of real
against my
skin,

squirming toes
of rosy
kid,

we’re so close..
to cheating
death,

wings part as shivers
slither up the
spines

of dizzy lovers-
chest to
chest

blind to
time.

Grumpy Gorman
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