Drenched, weighed down by you

I ask to fly and find that

I'm milk and honey. Slick and stuck with sweat, I'm in shambles,


shifty, stuttering, shutter-eyed.

Forming fractured pictures beneath burning retinas, I stare up.


Spaced out like fake planets, farther than Pluto and past gone stars,

supernova. Lightning struck, I shudder,


gulp and gasp for breath, lose it. Loose and lovely, I lie without you,

lonely and close to death. You come back to me,

up and deeper, humid air is dank, dark,

defining. I sink slowly to find that I'm flying,

milk and honey dripping from my shoulders, shins, skin all over


you weigh me down.