Reminding me of death, or a closed door
Sounding like obsolete
Obtuse
That word breaks glass, up against my heart
Hurt knees
***** stares
Pretty hot and tempting
Covered in heavy protection and vulnerable as ****
It could never be obsidian, a word of power beauty and strength
I choke on the word
Obese

I know this blue
It is old
Maybe ancient
Changing shape but still the same
I know these scars
They are heavy with memory
And cold from shame
How many life times have we done this?
How long have I been bleeding
And how energetic you always are
I am empty hands
I am all screams silent and aching
I the fool, all aglow with love
Happily being walked across
Accepting pain that  I am always,
Always too young to process
and forever too old to cry about
I am a pleasure best invisible
And it’s best I keep my joy to me
Less your hug becomes the squeezing
Becomes the cutting off of oxygen
Becomes the death nearly as cold as the spaces you have for me
Why don’t you stay away
So I can remember who I am

An open eye
A kind face
I am fire to warm you
But I don’t burn you
I light **** up
I am quiet
I am respectful
I am hot
So hot, I gotta protect you from myself
I don’t show out
I don’t demand your attention
I’ll discard your fear
What can it do for me
But I consume
In my own way
Quietly
My purpose is a mystery to you
You who step on toes
And necks
In your convention
You accepted particles, who didn’t have to grow
Didn’t have to change it’s shape to comprehend the carnage
Because you are the carnage
And you warm yourself next to me
As you look down upon me
Completely unaware of how uncontainable I am
I remain here for loves sake
You laugh in your ignorance
When you are cold and ugly inside, you always come to me and my tribe
We warm you and we grow
For those afraid of the dark who also shut out the light
Sleeping in the middle
I’ve compassion for you, but I am weary while you sleep
You may never love me, but that is no longer my scar