# #needles

2 poems

## [poke](https://chromato.graphics/poke)

door opens— am i the fool?  
gloves snap, now i’m playing my role  
unstained steel tray cradles your tools  
you wash me clean, i cede control

you sketch small leaves in purple ink  
i play with you, this is our game  
when it’s all done, what will they think?  
art, artist, work— all share a name

calmly you ask “_ready for stabs?_”  
there’s not a way for me to know  
is this your temple or your lab?  
we share one breath, it’s time to go

your sword and your eyes penetrate  
music and pain blanket my brain  
sometimes we should disregulate  
questions pour out, blood from a vein

hours pass as you make passes  
pricks turn into private pleasure  
when we are through, our flesh collapses  
every mark is made forever

## [bioavailable](https://chromato.graphics/bioavailable)

there’s always a question  
when i come into contact  
with the substance of you.

how much of you can i absorb?  
when you enter my bloodstream,  
swim my veins where they lead.

the longer your half-life,  
the more i’ll feel you there,  
coursing through my core.

the closer your shape  
gets to nature, the better  
i can fully take you in.

drink you or swallow you  
or let you dissolve under  
my tongue every day as

you transform me with  
area under your curves.  
when is my next dose?