Tears are the overflow of my heart's bitterness

You plumed filthy fascinating mess
gave rave hillside hair reviews
hated the monkey at the zoo
cos your mum liked him better than you
medicine ball bladder & hammer smash face
tiger glitter warpaint
sleeping it off
had a dog outta 10
living the tent life
the stars were spread out
but you're all fall-back shut-eye
thinking of punching your kidneys
wishing for crowd voodoo

I suspect i'm ****** to death by dissatisfaction of fixation

Knowing you're a room away
the hinged hole in my wall tempts me
To curl-backed night wandering, to brush my face alongside yours

I know the paths your hair makes
in tentative trails across your chest
to the outposts of your *******

I know your clever hands
i dreamt of them in detail, of holding your hands in mine
examining them

I know those soft lips
I know how they feel against mine
I know what they are capable of

It's been nearly 9 months since the time when i knew these things
Time enough to incubate a life
Time enough to hold love the way i cupped your dream hands
Time enough to write 25 poems about you
Time enough to shade my dazzled eyes
Time enough to know to leave that door closed.

You've got to ride this emotional connection to the end of the line- i cannot be satisfied unless we either take flight or smash ourselves into definitiveness

The best place for a heart is in open hands