when
our hair
came together
like a curtain
the shakes
overtook us
in withdrawal
from our
emotional apocalypse
was perfection
in trainwreck
romanticism
the relationship
there suicide
threatened
half-heartedly
apologizing for
a frightening sort
of psychological
infidelity low slung
in tropical
mood swings
sank lovers in
the inevitable
disasters and
storms and
homeless hearts
cling hard on
anything available
bruising in rain
decided alone
to be betrayed
by your
little hands
hovering over
the table
like omens
of confession
awaiting a
mistake to make
themselves
forget
the doubt
that
strangles them
unwilling
to know
the contradictory
confusion
that I
always
have loved you
and will
still onward
despite your
constant
denial
binding me
to the
burden of
still loving
everyone
I’ve ever loved
even
when
I’ve been
wronged
or
when
I’ve
ended up
hated,
or
maybe
my memories
are lies
and my
unending
dream of
forgetting
is really
us
being
devoted
to
each other
in ghostlife
inseparable
I have been
torn open
with only alcohol
for healing
the wound made
by my burdening love