You never asked, but yes, it hurt

It was dry

So dry

It was a lie

My lie

He had lies in his eyes too

But I only looked in them once

And my focus only showed me the glaze on his cornea

The only thing wet about that night

Maybe his lips were too

But mine weren’t

My night

It was so dry.

You never asked, but yes, it was dry

And there were no hertz

The lowest of frequencies

And “vibes”

Like muted strings

He tried to play me

But I kept my hand fast and hard against my body and board

Strings aching

For some freedom