I am not sloth
I am body bodied forth
Beating the day at its game

Dear depression
Take my outstretched hand
-And you may have my ear too-
But your haunts have no place
In the seat of my being

I am lean
I am not a copy
I am variation
Because you are before me
Changing me
Growing me

When I hold my lover
She will know me
And I her
When my lover speaks
I am wiser and all is well
When she needs space
I will steal myself away
Alone but not lonely

I am not fabricated
I am not walled in
My room is balance
My room is not fear
Come envelop me
Surround me
Throw off the those shadows
That flail in my deepest corners

Inhabit me
And I will be host
To you

I am not tame
My yawp awakens
Dotard gods preying

An exhale of mine
-Deep and full of lust-
Is enough to humiliate
Billions of absentee deities

I am not just your version of me
I am not just me
I am us

For a time..

Peel back your crush
Open up
Let me in

Eyes rolling back
To look for the words
That cannot be had

With five pens
Write your sweet everything's
Into my flexed back