Female Vampire

Transient

Restless

I'm not there

Or not there yet

But if I'm coming

I must be whole enough

I found out my body

Innocent rest

When I'm near you I become someone else

I'm so tired

Of subjectivity

I must justify

My presence by losing it

I must keep a steady gaze

Keep a steady gait

And I may become someone else

Here it comes, here it comes

A strange slow rhythm, not exactly creating a rhythm

In and out of focus, vulnerable, the original crevasse

In the moment

Of confusion

I don't know what to say

And I hear myself ask

Where does it hurt to create curves for the gaze?

The body is its own conscious

My desire takes place

Anywhere everywhere

Everywhere

Here it comes

Here it comes

Here it comes (In the darkest hour)

Here it comes ([?] between us)

Here it comes (In the restlessness of [?])

Here it comes (The smell of [?])

It hurts everywhere