Hold me. Keep me blood and body real.

Pull me into the warm skin of your chest,

hands capturing my face.

Hold me closer. Keep me oxygen-and-iron body real.

Don’t let me float away —

the stars call me to lost galaxies

and a black hole supernova

Explodes.

In my heartbeat I hold you.

In my heartbeat you hold me.

Keep me

from falling

off the cliff,

tumbling into snow deep valleys

where Winter lives, pulls me

toward a freezing numbness,

into the illusory edge of existence.

Death walks with me

like some grade-school friend

I’ve always known.

Let me hold you — hold onto you

heated mouth, beating blood, warm skin hands…

Don’t let me float way.