I Am a Stakeholder of Your Heart

Our bodies were so fragile that night

our cracking bones made noise

as we lay under a murky wet and dripping sky.

you told me to move in closer

to your bony angles and hot breath

and so I did.

My toes were numb and I thought yours

were a piece of metal scraping

the bottom of our tent.

I shivered and we both quaked

like ice-laden leaves in the winter wind,

that would freeze into one

if either touched the other.

Neither slept,

but chose instead

to lay in mutual suffering

and awareness and thinking of each other.

I think we like torturing ourselves.

I think we like acknowledging the challenge.

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