Poetry

Poking and prodding
Let me look deeper
Let me filet your trembling chest
With hammer and tooth and saw
Fling it open with careless possession
Cuz it’s MiNE
Grab what I want
But mostly,
Push deeper
Push a finger into a mass of organ
Crumble and bite a jutting rib
I’m calling
Screaming
Begging
For you
You are all I need
Want
In this world
In this moment
You are the gentle footsteps passing so Close,
Yet too distant
Another world
I don’t believe you would have heard
Even if I’d managed a shriek
Tumbling from my mouth
Past tongue and
Emerging tooth