Preparation for Sleep


You lie,

 naked in your chrysalis.

Surrounded by humidity.

Heat emanating from you.

Your shallow breath

softly enticing illusion,

 skin crackling intensely

When she comes,

you are ready.

You are on fire


When you fall,

She devours you.

Takes you into herself.

Absorbs you entirely.

Unconsciously you submit,

yet impulsively you abide.

Giving yourself over.

Relishing the consumption.

Engulfed by vision.

Satiated by Saturnalia.


All the while I sit,

Cold hands,

Worn heart.

Silently but staunchly,

Awaiting it’s call.


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