In Breathless Pose
Back arched, bridges to nowhere
Flex my muscles and harden my stare,
It's appetizing inside, the meal me.
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In breathless pose an eternity supine
A restless memory that stirs us from sleep,
Entwined in our own fantasies.
I am a statue made,
A human unmade
From suffering or love
Or loss of both, or neither.
My hard skin sings in language
That knows no words and breaks no vows,
And loves no warmth
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I'm lined in the bias of strong men
Strong hands, strong wills,
No stance to speak of,
Just a bust of prose.
An eternal shape to match their eternal longing,
In breathless pose
garma