only human

I love

the honest moans

the wails

the broken wails

the shaking, the shuddering

the low

rumbling

the fragility the vulnerability the bestiality

I really do

love it

all.

 

Mother

She left in such a hurry.

I was only half-awake.

She didn’t even take all the things she had said she was coming back here for.

She didn’t even take the food I’d told her she could take, but I think she had meant to, for I woke up and saw that they were not in the fridge but left outside on the kitchen countertop.

The massager that was charging by my nightstand overnight, her massager, was still there, charging. But I could have sworn she’d said to me that that was what she was coming here for.

Her charger? The one thing she took. Maybe she realized she’d be coming back here sooner rather than later, so she took only the one thing she needed the most?

I can’t fathom what other explanation there could be…What other explanation could there be for such a hurried return and even more hurried departure of her’s before the crack of dawn?

Mother, you left in such a hurry.