you are not a man accustomed to
keeping, every good thing like silt
between bare ribs, chest
aching wide, hard bone
where flesh should be
you are a man picked clean.
understand his self in angles:
unlocked shelf packed tight
try to read his beginning or study the middle,
try to find a man within the pages
hold cheek, brush lips,
this curve wedged between your ribs,
you are cracked open.
he kissed you first.