forever is extinct

men will come along

who will not love you

or wish to harbor your magnificence

they would rather

observe your boldness in its sinking

televise the sun’s gleam on your half drowned skin

as you extend your palms to the merciless sun in earnest begging

pleading for its rays to ascend you from these waters

clear and serene

as crystalline tears spilled from plastered eyelids

not build to dam mountains

and his neglect holds the weight of lands

stretched indefinitely amongst galaxies

though you be but a moon

waxing and waning to the cycle of this abuse

he holds you on sabbath days

when whiskey sits out of reach

and beautiful bodies lie on other men’s tables

you be supplement

you be ramen noodles whipped into plastic bowls

he haves you only on dark days

sundays spent in hungered silence

his teeth striking at your disgraceful loneliness

its friction birthing vibrations honey as jazz

somber though at its inorganic core

this is how he owns you

plays your body like sweet guitar

plucking at the string of your will

and feigning pleasantry at the ballad of your dependence

and they fray each day

detangled from your bases

as he wires them around his own

but once he refrains

you spiral to inconsistency

let your autonomy be compromised

by his thirst for a quick fix

thin clothes and thick hands come undone

and he lets go, he just lets go