demineralize the morals behind my soft intentions-
entangle me within the Leizu fibers of khotan.
metamorphose the pigments of the srinagar rug beneath us,
that cling to the ahimsa of seleucia....
Take my heart in your hands,
and run it across the rhumb line,
shave off angles of the astrolabe and place
it within me like the noble son of Jarid....
Obscene squanders of unrested minds
Exiles of Marian within Autophagian dissipation.
Progressional illusions bred with discomfort,
fractions of diluted memories carved into hardened flesh....
I wonder –
What truths lay behind those quivering hands,
The Smoothness of your palms
And the ridges of your fingers.
I have yet to know your imprint whole...
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