No Harm In Curiosity
no more(ality)-
no respect, no shame,
no nice way to
challenge the defect-
& win. i've come so
close, so many times
before, to sucking
the knob off that
closed & locked door.
but i am intimidated,
overcome- to be
intimate without proper
welcome. my heart is
a nest of bees that
rests & sees (hungry
for flesh). no space,
no direction, no time
to erase the infection-
i have naughty dreams
of power, of loving
beasts & drinking their
sour sins.
there is no harm in
curiosity, so close
your eyes &
come to me.
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