I’m unable to avoid the sharp corners of my mind.
Brain filled with endorphins.
“I’m reliving my childhood.”
Plucked from the earth
Sweetness of lips
Honey drips down your thighs
Patterns on your nail polish swirl and I know I exist.
Your heart exhales
And I feel my stomach knot like strings
There is a weight to all of this
“Black charcoal to moisturize a face”
Our past is entangled
Tachyons enjoyed with green tea
And a past remembered with too much sugar.
If you could hold my darkness
You will be the center of everything.
(c) A.R. Minhas