use

The secrets your body keeps
haunt me
in my sleep.

Oh
how I have shared
intimate moments
with the tattoo on your back.

Oh, how your eyelashes
have wooed me.

I wish nothing more
than to consume
everything
about you.

I am the well.
I am the parchment.
I am the pen.

Use me
Use me
Use me.

Tell me
how you feel

nothing.

—  Michelle K., Use Me.