Let us go then, you and I … 

… other places.

I do things
that hurt everyone here.
me the most.

I am devout.
I sin
into phases
of monotone.

I want her to
know me
touch me

though the 
same desire
reciprocated
deems us unhumble–

One unit
of time
here–

Next, I
can’t stand it.

I do
and am
in things
not the worst
imagine.

I will speak.

Don’t listen to
me.