NOT TONIGHT

Clutching his fur, I spoke the Word. You. I stood to face you at the door. The wall was like you, wide and expressionless. In fact, everything about the darkness was so like you… Coldness, passive obfuscation, and contrast to all that is naturally knowable And life-giving. But I love the dark. Why you gotta […]

N.S.A.

I have no strings to expose to you. No delusions of enamor to hold onto. I have no wish to impose upon you. No stipulations, or fine-print statements Conflating kind consolation with an awkward obligation. Only the desire to stay close to you.