Obligatory Love – May 31, 2019

Working the room,

A Filial beloved

Drowns in

The must permeating.



Layers on skin.

Blinding eyes

To truth.


Sitting, solitary.

An empty room surrounds me.

The chill of metal

On my legs

Pressing into my hide,

As one, we sit in place.


White walls

Evade emotion.

Fluorescent bulbs,

No windows

Seal the tomb.


Until the click

Of the knob


And pops.


Within a split second, held,


A cell wall of filth.


As the world is let in

To see obligatory love

Breaking away,

Clearing a path

For you to see me

For the first time.

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