An Arrangement

Stone-faced and silently
screaming his name
across miles of

I am so
far away
in his arms, covered
in his sweat, love
and wet kisses


We claw and steal
the empty to fill
our own empty
both fucking

We dress in silence
hollow pleasantries
dissolve, a transaction
now strangers

We move on
before the door locks
behind us

Pieces of Self-
loathing, body rubbed
raw, litter dank
cramped rooms,
across the city

Tear-stained escape
I disappear
into shadows, hidden
from no one.

Submitted for OpenLinkNight #68 at


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