Stiff,
sweating,
I listen to your
internal mechanics
resetting.
Reverting back to something
I thought I blindly knew
only to find I was not held
delicately by you.
Your heart holds its
own mane.
Similar to a jerking, shying
equus that chooses to remain
untamed and vain.
Your elemental chest
hails my yearning skull.
Submitting to something
keeping me sickly full.
Exhale your tar
somewhere afar
from where I lie.










