Concentris
I’ve got the desire to defy
the limit of the consensual moment
see myself in innocence
the first instant of my
first conception, you with me
in love with the world
forgetful and avid to touch everything.
Arrogance. My captivity
bent me backwards
glowing in my lust of curiosity
my lungs filled with youth
thrilling in its shabby prizes
unique and failed in understanding.
Now your poetry announces
my depth again
unknown and unwondered
and I long for the salt,
the warmth of that incest.