After the song ‘Orbit’ by Nao
Gravitate give me blood eat ripe fruit
pero I’m not ripe yet not enough for you.
Told me root: burn it at the tip, lick the drippings, I’ll wait for you
all glittery in my best underwear, don’t kill me tonight, take me down
eat it up, give me what you want, I’ll wait in front of the hotel
dignity spilled & navigated twice over, I cannot eat my fill.
Kind of sad that you remind me of a love
I once knew — he released me into orbit.
Don’t pay for anything—I cannot afford a light, a brown body just wants a trap
done right in its queer cycle, released into a comet, falling down into your
arms no longer, warm, but let’s stop for a moment and think about this
sharp-toothed, shark-toothed lover bite into a thick piece of offering.
I release I release you I don't need I don't need
If I lose you I lose you you can give me the voodoo
Now that’s what we like, spiral smoke trailing lungs, breathe it in
I just want relief, release from cracking bones, crackling fire in a stomach
gone cold turkey waiting months to be someone else I was not, this finger
touched you one last time, if you let go, what we know is just another ash-filled story
Rotating all around this world, another star dead & drifting through our memories.
Mateo Lara is originally from Bakersfield, California. He received his B.A. in English at CSU Bakersfield. He is currently working on his M.F.A. in Poetry at Randolph College in Lynchburg, VA. His poems have been featured in Orpheus, EOAGH, Empty Mirror, and The New Engagement. He is an editor for RabidOak online literary journal & Zoetic Press.