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Leviathan

Sweat begins to pour

accelerated miasma

you glisten

I shine

dim light

of secrecy

setting traps

in the borderlands

where the real

meets the almost real

ensnared tongue and cheek

mixing cum and spit

flavour of memory

aroma of regret

I look so good

broken

I look so good

crawling on my knees

I feel at home in ruin

tunneled deep

in mud

vulnerable

in truth

I never grew skin

never learned to keep

what is precious

or shed the past

liars can’t keep secrets

can’t keep insides in

fallacy is too precise

like Waldo in the snow

or putting blood back inside

mixing red and blue

you bite my neck hard 

knees buckle

you tell me

what I want to hear

and what I fear most

I kiss you

just to shut you up

I gag myself

on promise

and run

my fingers

down your scales

I want to release you into the sea

but I look so good dancing with monsters

and I can’t breathe down there