accepts lists of invitees to nurture a friend

eats alone all-day 

practices patience into the early hours

seeks connection beyond just activity

flowers brilliant at words of love uttered by

another lover undercover

searches beyond the hormones 

surrounding her depravity 

in isolated sensual beds. Twists 

garlands of hope around her little finger

would be satisfied and depressed with crumbs of affection

used to disappear over walls to give

you— all the space of eternity

and feigns her heart into shards of anxiety

She sees you online— lurking beautiful and vain

mistaken for marriage, a closeness, a bon voyage

of mutual pleasure

You know 

the devil you don’t know.

Published on October 1st, 2022