I.
this game awaits
us to face.
we smile
sames
from far
away
where it is
safe
and feign
this front
for the public.
steer those
stares across me
owning
and I will pretend
not to notice.
this onus
upon us grows
as we slide
closer
II.
spill sideways
through this lightless
place
and
place those palms
where you'd like.
this skin
is a gift
for you to taste
and I am
your fruit,
ripe for the licking.
you'll
peel me free
of this pretense
and please this
skin a
brand new bliss.
III.
let's
embrace
a game
where we both
win
