Here I am in you.
Ready to finally see you.
I took my sweet time:
concealing
manipulating
and recoiling you.
But perhaps I'm ready or not-
here I come.
Touch and scratch
and mark and taste
and squeezed
too pressed
and bit with ease.
Oh, I'm aiming too hard again
and missing some point or target
on the horizon-
line to be checked and crossed.
Here is where it happened.
.I am not my cells.
Evaporating slowly
I am dissolving
in air solution
and in CO2 problems.
I am not with you anymore-
happy because I never was
or will.
Holding me down,
I leap outside
baring all while wearing none.
I'll leave the skin behind.
-Matthew Koutzun
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