OFLUXO

I trace you
as I erase you
I am dispersed

your confidence puzzles me  
and I’ve refused to think about you
as you are tension

you smoke a lot
you are alone
and you wait

your lack of words
disappears  
in the night’s stillness

not surprising me
you insist  

you are the flight
you flicker
in the absence that contains you

you are movement
like a slow, and deep
stretch in a plane’s bathroom
you are a bit aloof  

drifting by sensing
you reach out

you are process, adventure, journey
always there
you live fully  

like siblings  
fighting on a couch  
throes of a magic high

you drive into me
you surround me  
on the rim
you move away
ships in the night
you and I  

you are not ashamed  
of your desire
for sex
for language
for geographies to merge
to cross over

you are warm  
you are I
singular multiple
home as self
home as w-hole