Come... Let your light undo me...
Dismantling, unraveling, melting my sense of self...
Slipping past my defenses until nothing holds.
I have listened to the bass between breaths...
The soft static where heaven forgets its rhythm...
Music to my ears, your heartbeat... minimal pulse...
Tracing the edges of surrender.
Each note burns slow, like smoke tasting its own ashes...
Like memory folding into heat.
Eternal light... too luxury, never transactional...
But this isn’t salvation... it’s hunger.
It flickers behind my eyelids...
Slides down my throat until I lose myself in the tremor.
Every sound is a tongue, every silence a bruise...
In that dark shimmer between wanting and becoming...
Light, thin as desire, black ink drips from my mouth...
And I lose my name in it...
I’ll love you, if you love my playlist...
An1, 2025
