I bring a gift of a zero to my lover's bedroom. Free from expectations. I am swaddled in gratitude and perfume. I gently push aside jagged-edge demands. I rinse salt from my mouth with bathwater in her darkened privy.
My outer Zen masks an inner Discord. I chide myself to sleep with empathy and logic, and the drowsiness of hot water. I take my brain away. But differently. Not as I used to.
12:16 a.m. - 2015-07-21
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