anima
animus

I had a slight dizziness
I burned with slight pain from the machines
i traced her smell as she walked past
because her knowledge was unseen

my fear and
her sorrow dropped
out of her  
landed behind my eyes
and I accepted them

they were mine

sound didn’t exist
it died at her feet

my vision sat above her pubic triangle
as her moist flailing legs induced tears
a redemption of sorts in b & w

at the same time silence passed overhead
as the jet planes crashed

evidence appeared
dismembered for the dark
and the hanged man

please photograph us
naked in position as a crime scene
exploited for a tabloid

while a dark creature on fire runs away
into the cities sadistic streets
a fine new escape