Within the Little Death.

In the spaces
between the thoughts,
above the hypnotic cushion
that muffles

the cerebral screams,
I find my center in the calm,
energetic nothing:
therein resides my freedom.

Like when she confessed
years ago
that only in the moment
of orgasm
did she truly feel free,

that only in transient annihilation
could she find herself,
life achieved
only
within the little death.