transformation

that summer we slathered sunscreen

over sunburnt shoulders / that summer

& crappy motel mattresses molding

the shapes of our bodies together / sweat

stained t-shirts with a constant hunger

for something more / a constant hunger

shifting through my skin / as we laid 

pressed to the cold tile of the bathroom

air conditioning gasping through the vents. / 

becoming something you’re not is easy / 

when the world shrivels to a glance across

sticky bartops, to wind blowing through hair

& to sunlight, beating down, beating you / 

into a form you won’t recognize when winter 

comes. / that summer i became someone else /

insatiable & unrecognizable / would you have 

taken me any other way?