Familiar Spirits
There is a familiar I know
A spirit who smiles with no teeth
the gummy trance closing, opening, closing, opening
and
I
am
transfixed.
Broken spirit, that seeks its rest,
I am transfixed
pressed
between
a rock and a bigger rock
please
unmake me
remake me
I desire
my desires are few
broken in two
found themselves between the gums
of the familiar spirit.
I am undone.