Sweatlodge calls to me from afar
but I shall not succumb
(unbearable agony)
I refuse to gaze through the
methane haze of vapor
(you hover my secret lover)
Don't ask me to sit across from you,
already well aware of the
unfinished business between us
Your eyes on me naked in this
earthen womb, your contrition
reaching out to me where
touch is forbidden