your foot brushes mine in the kitchen
while the silence turns your water into wine
you take a bite out of your sandwich
you ignore the heat of your ankle intertwined with mine
and the sunlight rots the calville apple on the counter
i imagine your teeth on my skin
sting, suck, squirm
my spine cools against your freezing hands
while the sea parts to the shape of our bodies
i grow soft at the edges and fall right into you
i reach for the warmth at the back of your neck
and the sin paints my vision red around the corners
you bump my waist and laugh
smile, smirk, swindle
in every kitchen, bar, or alley, you suffer for me too
even when the sabotage kisses your cheek
even when the sacrifice bleeds blue
in my sufferance, i come undone to a memory
sad, small, solitude.
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