barna b.k.
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