My heart cracks open, I’m reading you to find in your own voice the soft secret that breaks it wide open. It feels like you just discovered the keyhole no one was supposed to find. It’s sending a shockwave down my whole body.

One long warm shiver. It twists my bones so slowly, dries my throat sandy, rains my eyes red.

It’s surprisingly sweet and unavoidably deadly. I’m dripping my love as I walk the dark street the dying short-steps of a deep wound, my wound, your wound.