Prizm

Nano darkness... small doses of pitch,
Saving light for when we need reassurance.
I breath and you press your hands against soft tissue
Moist with the elements.
I have no need to finish this sentence
With your hands between my ribs.
I'm naked and myself.
It's been so long.
I could live here while we carve me to bone.
I am not a man, just a shadow cast through glass.
Alive.