To mitigate this pain you must massage the void.
Nevermind glossing the abdomen in almond oil, hot
compress, menthol temples, fine milled licorice root,
nevermind fascia and muscle. It’s all carnal noise.
It’s all racket and backache, spasm and babble.
To mitigate this pain you must massage the void.
Anything of clay or split fruit, egg or hominid—
let go. You’re already reaching for the unreachable.
These are not directives of nihilism and despair.
In negative decibels, in intangible density, rejoice.
To mitigate this pain you must massage the void.
Emptiness is an erogenous zone, a collapsed star,
black with absence and oxytocin. Sanctify and toy,
lubricate the dark energy. A body transposed by pitch
and edge. Love transforms you into what you love.
To mitigate this pain you must massage the void.