last night i had a dream/nightmare
speaking to questions of loyalty, love, sex, and violence
finding me sweating in your arms
making me think that love has some things like these things, that will always be…controversial, political, unredeemable, since they are between you and i, personal, interior. forever a contradiction of being in strength, consent, and violation, stretched within your purity and my deviations.
i see my hands, my mouth, your light, your eyes