So, you require I go all the way down
to the question to the half-hearted angst
feel this surface with your fingers against

Slippery a universal quality we all slide
you know you want to slide into place ahh
be this connection insulated by another's

the saying of want seers inside mostly unsaid
paroxysms of nobody told me my body liked that
instead, they told me lies and asked for money

to buy more wet sand and porous webbing
they use to hold together explanations
made up by villagers ignorant of math and self

i descend rapidly from glossy realms of exaltation
zippered into tight-fitting and heavy breathing aints
to salve and 'suade selves that thought should stop