Inside my skull, your rendering is incomplete Your shadow
clumsy & all lung in that dress When I try to remember you too closely, the pixelation the crevices
where your squares meet like little whispers lodged in skin
If it weren’t for the half-finished puzzle you started on my face, I’d guess
the world was ending or beginning If it weren’t for that
smile Tell me I’m your favorite
TV rerun Nights before, your head pressed to my head
praying to hear footsteps You drew an X across
the square of my chest, said hold still, I’m trying to dig
my way out of this CGI shell, a gaunt
pity of bone vectors
Nothing to enhance here but why was I surprised
the deeper you burrowed, more of you becoming more of me, splitting into finer
lines Hold on, I’m trying with nowhere to zoom in
