1.  i step further into (him)
    the place, and he just lies 
    there.  protrusion from his
    bedframe pulls at my
    inattention.  building is my
    desire.  lust.  wantonness
    found somewhere between his
    thighs and mine, amongst
    perspiration of actions
    left unsaid. 

2.  one more movement through (him)
    a doorway, the hardwood cracks
    with age beneath my 
    soles, and i smile under
    the pink of my
    covetous.  avarice.  voracity
    impels a soft cradle, coddled
    embrace, between intertwining parts,
    digging firm homes, trenches
    for trespass when needed.  

3.  i move around inside of (him)
    the one room inhabited, with
    blank walls full
    of the rings of agemarks,
    making us an architectural 
    manifestation with visible 
    vanity.  pride.  dignified, 
    we depart the confines of one
    room.  space does not define
    or dictate our duty.  

4.  i cease in my endeavor to (him)
    take stock in our 
    brevity in the cacophony of our
    selves.  abstaining from
    advancement and holding our
    intertia.  sloth.  idly, 
    we sit alone in our 
    room with the lack of loco
    motion due to the lethargy
    of being us.  


5.  i consume the residue left in (him) 
    the space we made 
    home.  my hunger
    for a traversion of those rivlets
    in walls built by us is
    insatiable.  gluttonous. rapacious-
    ly, i indulge in the bumps
    and bruises of our building 
    until i can no longer fill
    myself with its contents.  

6.  i step out of (him) 
    the structure of the entity
    (of us) and gnarl my eyes
    at the product of our
    acquiescence.  growing
    angry.  wrathful.  contempt
    seizes what once was my
    place alone, with my deco-
    ration, remodeled
    now in tandem.
    
7.  sliding into and back out of (him)
    the foundation paved in exposure,
    muddled in apprehension, i 
    look through to the old age-
    marks of before.  inducing
    jealousy.  envy.  resentment
    flows through the emanating 
    circles from once concentric
    puddles, now lost in a pool,
    sharing waves.  walls, and centers.


			
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