Friday, September 21, 2018

call me [deepfake] daddy. can't relate

I want you to draw out
the shapes of my face.

trace a trajectory across maps like theirs.

a touch without the token of sensation

buzz under me.
nothing's *real*
but it is exactly what we need.

in a horror of erasure [something that only
                                     scares the same]
you are so full,
give you more
someone we can call different.

pour your bigotry down on me
 +context me more I like it+