Protect/choke

As she cocoons around him, he knows he’s safe

 

But she will not rest, 

 

By no means,

 

Until he is loved

 

  Later

 

When he confesses, her arms drop,

 

His safety net  has abandoned him

 

the firery pits of hades seem to calm him in comparison.

 

her once protective arms break with impeccable force.

 

New ones rise,

 

Protectors dissolve,

 

Barriers emerge.

 

Shallow breaths can be taken,

 

under the hands,

 

Around his neck.

 

he knows, boys need secrets.

 

Boys don’t need him.

 

Reaching, breathing

 

Seeing.

 

Confused.

 

Protectors shouldn’t have their hands on your neck?

 

Protectors d̶i̶s̶s̶o̶l̶v̶e̶d̶

 

Protectors evolved

 

He chokes

 

By not the Hands,

 

by himself

 

He sees clearly now,

 

Restraints off his neck,

 

Floating.

 

Reminiscing

 

 

 

 

-Mom?

 

-Faggot son.

 

-protect me…

 

 

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