You and I were introduced as the wheels left the ground
And we angled towards the heavens.
Hundreds of miles per hour,
South bound, towards the Florida Keys
And you mentioned the  unusual serenity
That lies at forty thousand feet.
I memorized a trusting face while turbulence
Interrupted our peaceful flight
And you found your first opportunity
As you played in on my fear of heights.
You ended up following me, something I never expected
And like an unwelcome pest,
Like a moth or a spider,
You took up residency in the cold dark corners I neglected.
You so intricately spun your web of lies outside my home
And when you introduced your bait,
You let it dangle above my doorframe,
And I didn't hesitate.
I sunk my teeth into your tragedy and you wove me in
Leaving me tangled in the silk you manufactured,
All along that's how I let you win.
I let you tear open my stitched up wounds
And peel back my flesh and expose my interior
I let you examine how my brain functions during REM sleep
I let you study my neurological system,
And I gave you a private screening of my dreams.
While I was busy over analyzing your past
You were rerouting my neurons
And creating malfunctions within the synapse.
You rewired my entire nervous system
While I let you research the functions of my cells.
You're nothing more than the insects and the pests
With too many legs that crawl along my cellar walls.
Like a daddy long leg spider, I never saw you as a threat
Until you tangled me in false intentions
And left me for dead.
I learned the daddy long leg spider
Has a poisonous venom, lethal if injected
But it was cursed with a mouth and teeth too small
To leave any human the slightest bit affected.
But I was the one who allowed you
To shrink me down and make us the same
So your tiny teeth could penetrate my skin
And leave venom in my veins.
And it was only in that moment, finally standing eye to eye
That I noticed the lack of conscience in your irises
For the first time in my life.

Like the loss of a limb
or a missing *****,
whether an arm, kidney
or half of a heart.

Every bone numbed,
laden with pins and needles,
every puppet-like move
languid, free of joy.

Hoping for a letter,
brandy to spike your mood,
but for now it’s Yeats on the moors
as you long for your wife.

I started at your temples,
circled your pretty-eyes
with fluttering-butterflies,
I nibbled pixie-nose
to succulent open-lips,
O yes, your delicious mouth!

I brushed a delicate neck
south to hardened pleasures,
each one a delicacy,
then sank between
heaving ribs
to pretty-button.
You giggled as I moved
over flat terrain, tenderly
to your nirvana-mound,
found them tickling petals,
a tasty flower!

Then onward
inside your spread-thigh,
over dimpled bent-knee
to suckle
your rose painted-toes!

Lord knows,
I went straight back up,
rather quickly,
to taste Heaven once
again & again,
you sighed,
I cried with joy!

Time for a cup of tea
A burning Nag incense stick
Sacred mat movements

Life is back on track again.
I'm so glad I got it
out of my system.

It's hard to focus
when my dam fills
up to the brim.

Cracks begin to appear
before the dam-buster
shows up to
release my buildup.

Once its expended,
normalcy begins the day
or night, whichever,
it's business as usual,
and life is good again.

If her smile were a disease,
I'd gladly infect myself.