I feel the chord around my ankle.
One around the left
and One around the right.
I feel the vibration
of black rub-on insulated light.
I see the charcoal blue
Of sweating dark delight.
and elastic time tick soundscape
A spot shot through the night.
Skin stuck sticking done;
And if it makes them all run?
Then I will give it to the one who kissed me like the sun.