He swallows the teeth
I deposit beneath his pillow:
secrets plied from my tissue.
In this act we measure love:
a brittle moment of discomfort
before they settle in the stomach
to be dissolved into his blood.
He swallows the teeth
I deposit beneath his pillow:
secrets plied from my tissue.
In this act we measure love:
a brittle moment of discomfort
before they settle in the stomach
to be dissolved into his blood.