Familiar Spirits

There is a familiar I know 

A spirit who smiles with no teeth

the gummy trance closing, opening, closing, opening

and

I

am 

transfixed.

Broken spirit, that seeks its rest, 

I am transfixed 

pressed

between 

a rock and a bigger rock

please

unmake me 

remake me

I desire

my desires are few

broken in two 

found themselves between the gums

of the familiar spirit.

I am undone.