Catch and Release Regulations

Tame incubus, chambered
with picture-perfect silk unfurled

to carry me– it’s the constant
swirl of lake effect dust, settling

on the spirit, dampening, hollow…
Dialed down energy and malaise.

Strung from every syllable–
anticipations… I’d like to be some

one you could love for eternity,
made of iron hearts cold as grace.

Remember me, I was the one
who had you last…” would you be

my constant flame of size, take
the time to end where we depart,

ash path behind two sets of feet–
then the surge: moth wings dipped

in napalm. Heavy sigh, fingers
gripped tight to the throat, hold

on… find ways to keep her
coming back for more.


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