Hollow Body - Pity Sex

You live in the back of my throat

Folded up there.

A memento

Your scent

Your memory

Muted and momentary

Heavy

The smell of sleep

Reminiscent

Bittersweet

Once I laid my head on you

Inhaled to match your rhythm

As if somehow that’d bind us close

Together indelibly

You live in my cavities

Empty spaces of my body

Your voice

Your memory

Planted deep

A pit inside me