Song IX

Sometimes,
thinking yourself
is more intimate than being naked.
I see you close your eyes,
not to flee the world,
but to feel yourself -
with every pore.
Your mind moves
like a body stretching into pleasure.
And then you understand:
thinking can be orgasmic.
It can pulse.
It can bleed.
It can resurrect.
And if you're not afraid
of what you're capable of feeling,
you will be born again -
not from another body,
but from another way of feeling thought.