Escape

What a perfect evening for torture!

Step
The night over Avenue A smells of heat
Pause
Loudspeaking pavements throb with music,
my pores rythmically open to its
wetness,
whetting my appetite.
Smile
Addictions are hard to forgo.

New step
I try to recall
step
what it feels like to be in your presence:
Pause.
The paralysing entirety of you.

New step
Your face resonates
step
the promise that
step
with you
I will be finally undone.
Stop.

That, henceforth
Look up. Stars!
my hand in writing
and my brush in painting
will be guided.
New step
That you will awake within me
a
step
a
step
an eternal, self-transcending, universal (un)consciousness;
Pause.
The seat of godliness.

Hot hot hot hot heat.

You're an illusion.

Quickening steps
1st St
Faster
2nd. 3rd.
Faster
Faster
Break into run
10th St

I try to scrap you clean off my mind
but like a bloodied bandage you cling to my wound
sinking your teeth in it
Run for your life
11th 12th streets
devouring newly formed tissues
Run
13th
making it bleed anew whenever I try to rip you right off it.
14th.
Exhale. Catch breath. Turn left.

What is the price of my release?

Towards the crowds. Towards Union Sq. Towards oblivion.

Take this land, this island of Manhattan.
step, step, step,
run
It's yours by right, by wrong, by virtue of existence.
inhale, exhale, sweat
run
Take me. Selfless yet victorious in abandon.
sprint
Humble, in your presence
final traffic light turning red,
cross streat
jump over barrier
lose myself into the crowd

You can't find me here.