It's Not The Same by Nathan Aeli

I don’t thrive.
if I don’t dread.
The lights are on
but I’m sleeping.
Meta pause of breathing.
//: It’s not the same
when you’re away,
emotional shibari
strings they shiver.

Adding nights
declare eclipse,
shut off the light
when I’m not looking
for a loss of ceiling.
//:

If I don’t writhe
then what’s the kick
leaving up in lights
all shimmery while
earth’s speeding.
//:

Setting fire
to the axis
rotating arm.
Blended and weak
memoria implícita,
//:

10:31 2020 5 maj