let me have your way

less is more
and thought is less diffracted  
when variables are few
so stretch your words upon my frame
and cover the skeletons of my woe
papier mache me in denialís glue
so muffled groans vibrate air to your ears
and if you close your eyes
and bathe in synaptic pleasures  
let me be your soundtrack
where desperation offers
thrusting orchestral delights  
into forbidden caverns
with skills that only suffering knows
prime me like meat
salted and left to absorb your cold dark room
hanging silent cries
left gagged and stretched
so you can cover me in noís
and becauseís
string me like a kite
to toy with in mid air
and spin gargantuan arcs
from the slightest hint of your intent
let my naked sails be overwhelmed
with the breath of your exhale
and pins you've taught your voodoo
let me wallow in your days
behind walls with tiny holes for you to peak
and remind yourself
that at least there is one
that will not have any way
but yours
Written by poetrician
Published | Edited 20th May 2019
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