The Hole

Knowing you
has wounded me

You incised
your need
into my
better ideas

You slice
as I lie
flayed

spread open
and gaping

raking
my tender
disposition

I need
your destruction
exquisite pain

How do we measure?
The pain?
Our pleasure

We are
joined at
the moment
between them

The prick
of a pin
as it
sinks in

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