embedded in your head and a forest
of entrapments nestled on top;
so many hunters lost their bearings
when trying to navigate the intricacies
in your being to find an elusive love
that only few have felt returned.
the fractured seams of twenty-one outbroken
years creeps over you as you take
your boned hands and push my chest
and my body down to the floor
where they wrangle me like howling dogs
that are hungry.
your fingers arch over mine to wring them
to nothing; a crushing that leaves me
dripping and wishing for more.