unnecessary division
injecting an institutional sterility
every iota, arms length
scathing, methodological critic
hiding true intentions
even from oneself

in slightly more
than a pint-sized-pickle
scan the sequence
careful casanova
looks something like 
half-wake premonition

never so full of subtlety
boys wrapped in compliant,
casual, consummate cunts
oh primitive origins
to which we return, deftly

ravenous and maternal
this kind of experience
makes me believe
strange, drowsy sensation
would hold my breath forever
(true truer truest truth)

Source: sacredwhore via chores via ernests