prism

i lie with women

while lying to men

thinking of the other 

while tossing in bed 

i shut my eyes tight

basking in ambiguous skin

the light illuminates 

duality’s disappointment

futile flesh

concave or convex

serves its purpose 

in shortening my breath 

i crave to connect

but feel isolated 

between oscillation 

dueling for my attention 

bidirectional tug

my heart split in two

hushed by a label

limiting my love 

they pray on my confusion

hoping to heal me straight

a prism of light,

fractured only in their eyes

ill continue to distort 

the normative noose

that aims to silence

this continuous hurt 

sorting through the white light

basking in the invisible 

colors, kissing my skin

i lay with the silence

of absent resolution