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
In my heartbeat I hold you.
In my heartbeat you hold me.
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.