shout

she's held
close her lover's list
nigh on sixteen years
and the interludes 'tween
grown longer

three years
since the last
of a few weeks
of attention
mildly given

she's enthralled
suddenly
she wants it all
suddenly

here I go and I don't know why, I flow so ceaselessly, could it be he's taking over me

catching fire momentously
uncomfortably

the flicker ebbs and flows
dies and flares

into embers, she retreats

her truth a slow burn
beneath the coals

lasts once lit

walk it back

their story
to ether passed

target

approaching Yule
the wild hunt
pre(a)y
Odin

let her bow be mighty

the fuck I know?

I
deeply she sighs
in a moment's hesitation
in a stillness fragile

II
She tried to turtle up
got stuck, head in hole halfway

III
she holds
     her heart
     where it wants

IV
head, heart, and hoohaw
in jello wrestle
we know who the winner is