I transform for pay, the boy I become isthe boy who holds space in my dreams

bought, not                                                                     botheredwith knowing how to explain himself orapologizing for things he cannot control

cool, calm,                                                                      collected

the ideal             rent this boy – at timeshis bones ache from the pressure

that is transforming people, while               transformed

he remembers this body is medicine, curingconfused white men who think I need them

more than they                                                             need me.how do you distinguish love from sex?

he asks, I                                                                            tell himsex fills me up & love reminds meit’s okay to be empty