Aorta


when will you take your
nail and claw at the skin above my flesh and tear at my
aorta taking it in your fist
and rubbing
the stalk
together like you did with dandelion
stems when you were 8;
when will you kiss
blood leaking onto your
fingers and replace
My
Your
our
Cavity;
empty heart;chamber;empty cavity;
with the soil from between your
lips and water
it with your salted
sweat make me slick
oh you
the love
grown
from my eyes like tears like yellowed
crust keeping my eyes
shut locking
me in the dream i never want to
up
wake from
Wake
Wake
Wake
deny my sleep and
never can i wake
your eyes dream
of the
aorta
between your
teeth the
artery
you tied from your neck to mine like the
stillborn umbilical cord
my love my life
touch the skin above my my
waist leave my flesh
wet with condensation of
sex and heaving sigh
and let's walk into
oblivion not
hand in hand
but body in body lets
step across the
threshold into
death and tie a
noose with our heartstrings

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