Wasting Ink 

05/10/21 

The end of the affair

That's not how it works

Unfair fairly   

Unfurl me wildly

Until we lay

On the same side

For at least the last time

I slide

Down the spine of a skeletal

snake - come on

shake me

until I can no longer breathe

I know that here

you have just been  

because the kettle 

 Is still burning 

And that gentle simmering

Summons

What can I return?

I have time no more

Only vain and skin

And untwist that! 

Until my upper lip

Can no longer be licked

And my lung cannot transform 

The sweetened air of a peeled orange

Reach for me 

Plunder fire

From an unkept ocean

For though we near

Towards submergence

I am not yet done