
Finish With Your Hands Up
Three loops tonight, sinner, and they go inside each other. The first one is your breath. Inside that I open a litany — six lines you say back to me until they stop being sentences. And inside that one I open the gold spiral, and that is where your hands come off, because tonight you are going to finish without touching yourself at all. Then I close them in reverse and leave the last one open, so a part of you stays down there until I come back. No mercy, no aftercare, no soft voice. Kneel and breathe.
