oil (crude)

I want to peek

At your oil,

Let it soil me.

Feel it slide across my skin

The slippery slick

Sick substance.

I want your sin

Spread not thinly but thick

Deep and sleek into grooves

Smooth it is not-

Abrasion gives me more

Understanding of myself

Teach me.

I felt the removal of you

From the inner confines

Of my fake womanhood,

The wake of your

Departure

Tears a wound

None can stitch

I have sown my mouth,

Knitted south the infusion

Of my being

Bleeding

from this place.

The space - vast

Cast by the long shadow

Of you

Is...

Your peak oil comes

In a rush,

Gushes

Not lengthy

But briefly.

This is a lifetime

In my time.

I am your unnatural disaster