on “animal magnetism”

by christycelia

for betta.



your body urges forces to attach;

people, animals, habits, objects.

I have once before lost you

to the disconnect between who your

body wants and what your

body does.

tolls are always taken.

As now, your mind attempts to conceive some Thing

foreign — bloating with deceit.

the Thing finally demands your attention,

taken ransom the urges that make you You.

the Thing will arrest life, every cell if not stopped.

I stand short, but near

for when you fall to your knees

I may kindly ask your new conception

to float on, to unattach

and find a moment to take leave.