Anything

At the end of the night

Feel you rush me

Ghost of shaking hands

Clutching my knees

There is always an urgent cast off

Of the space around your feet

But I siphon off the little things

All the skin against your street

Lie

Love me like a cannon might

I don't really need to see your eyes

Tell me that I'm alive

At the end of the night

Here down

On my knees screaming

Take away this needing

There is a body autonomy, sinews are reaching through the mirror

Dreams are spilling out clearer

There is something more beautiful than wanting

But nothing louder

Belong

Put me in somebody else's song

Put me in somebody's arms

Tell me who I want to be

I'd do just about anything