Simple Breath
Simple Breath
I clench sometimes forever on the lookout for a homophobic smear, that sullen thing I was trained to be. Still, I dare and dare again, to kiss you freely in public, and rework my nervous system till I am born again, till my inner surveillance, my hypervigilant suffering grips tightly, then -- relaxes, grips tightly, then -- relaxes, relaxes, and muscle tendon learns to melt into simple breath.


