sometimes, there is so much boiling over in my chest
that I must stare at the moon and pour out my excess
into her generous craters,
filling in jagged sidewalk cracks with apologetic cement.
sometimes, my heart is a jackhammer and I crush my bones to dust under the pounding weight of the love I carry for you,
I am a beggar who continually
accumulates debt to throw roses at your feet and watches silently
as you don't miss a beat walking on them to longingly greet
the shadow of another's ghost.
sometimes, I catch a whiff of your lips in my morning tea and a moan slips into my cup splashing burning liquid onto raw skin
pulsing ****** regret and chagrin.
sometimes, I wish we had never met,
and sometimes I wish we had been the first sight in each other's newborn eyes.
sometimes, I reach for you at night in my empty bed
and roll off past the missing guardrail your body used to create,
stuttering and floundering on the icy floor sometimes I pray for Lucifer
to burn your fingerprints from my skin -
the blistering sores would hurt less than this.