How not - How tortured
How totally
Could one come to answer
I dare

Choice makes the work seem fuller
Shopping out the empty
looking for some chide
All objects ever say is incendiary

 

A phallic line
Extends
Out further into a space
taking every last breath of
Retraction
I wanted but couldn't have.

 

I chastise myself
Surface is suspect and known
How do I not - Access the cut
I want so badly to unknow