Save Me From Me

My skin is raw and
my heart whorls,
so my darling will you
please
soak me in you?

Smear yourself on me:
On my cumbersome limbs
on my
throbbing flesh.
You may suck
away
the delirium
and the morbidity
and the abyss
from the pores
of my
skin.

Promise
you'll make me better.
Promise you
won't let me drown
on dry land.
Promise me,
because I
terrify
myself.