Listen. For a few days, and cannot stop. Calms me, sways me. Slowly. More and more Quietly.
Slowly, casually, I learn the art of negligence, not waiting, not expecting, forgiving, endurance, self-support, self-sufficiency. enter and leave. Walk away.
I leave. I pass by. Bypass. Belong to no one. Glide with my eyes, pass through with my tongue. Sensor. Fuse. Check, control and inspect. For unexpectedly it changed. Waned. Sulfate bar of inner willingness and inclination flew down. No, no thank You. I will stand. No, not this close.
That’s it. Without fear, anxiety or concern. State of boiling point well-kept. It aimed directly toward itself. Aimed up. Controlled.
I ask for specifics, something solid and concrete. About meter and a half squared of warm skin. A few organs, and g-spots. Priceless zones.
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