theory, poetry, general faggotry

“signifying zero”

deep mark evidentiary
carried like the weight
of my curvature
the heft of a dead giveaway
heavy as two X’s
gathered at the waist

a favor:

butter these limbs
so that I may more easily enter you
and leave with just efficiency
spared the catch of your jaw
(molars that once left a full moon
in my forearm for months—
a visual echo
an absence on display)