tension and texture
everyone is kind of tightly wound somehow and I might be worse than most / I might be worse than most but it dams and damns what might be a deafening kind of blow oh darling / oh darling my cup it runneth over / it runneth over and you are not there to hold your lips to the rim / lips to the rim and suck (nobody has done that successfully ever but you never tried) / you never tried asking but maybe you just didn’t have a question / question all of it but not that hot afternoon in january / that hot afternoon in january my thighs were golden as the shined-up dust but softer / softer, infinitely softer / softer like affection like sweet like the taste of your tongue /
(the taste of your tongue, I can’t really remember it now)
