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.