shoot

Autumn lies
its thick falls
like syrup
stupid and sexual
promising escapeless routes
through such veinless river

the stained pillow
a current of adulterated kindred
spilled astray
by this drowsy massacre
in mid departure

you've resurfaced your existence
like ocean foam
whose white body survives
only by chronic retreat
stringed in a sway
your organs surged
like the nightmare fly
who steals my female sin
and scentless prayers
devouring the ring
of citrus lining
and curdled want

you have never moved

nor been

it's because of me
that you are always spring