Day 4 – sin

Can it be sin to know

can it be death

she gasps as she hits the floor

dulcet, flexing

into the moment

this shuddering rush

comes up through the blood

in wriggling little pulses

like the fall of an empire

strums on the back of the eyes

simultaneously relaxing and tensing

every single muscle

you have that savant smile

the room begins to move out of focus

why is this night not like all other nights

tonight is for

the great slowness of aching

touch

that is only possible

when the mind moves at such speeds

tonight is a night

we will remember

 

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