territorial…

through my dream last night a woman
crawled, hissed in my ear:

solace
is not for you, salvation is
eternal damnation, nothing
will ever
be
constant,
and more than that

you are broken.

when i open my mouth to scream she bites my tongue.

—

when i see you all i want to do is chase away all feeling
fuck you for showing up when i least expect you to

here’s to silent, undiscoverable, close your eyes to ward you off, my-
sterious lurking murmur of-
one long year of your looking at me like that is quite
enough, thank you.
don’t
do it, don’t conceive of it, keep
your head above water. The moment you
give in they will hold you hostage!
Today the wind tells you secrets
depend only on your mind.