Why do you fuck me like that?
With your heart out
Saturday, July 05, 2014
To let go consciously is consent to go naked once again. It is not like a slit in a skirt pocket or things misappropriated or forgotten in human precipitation and haste.
It is simply and painfully this. One finger, then the other, and another,
Unlatching. A quick weakening of the heart.
I’ve gotten so good at letting go
I’ve forgotten how to carry
Teach me how to hold