I'm happy with what you have to give me Except on these days where the hormones in my head Riot like they forgot about tomorrow Then my organs sink And not only my brain can think of you My skin spells your name in goosebumps And the curls in my head signify the S that starts your name The word that's always on my tongue That made up word That made up name That belongs to you and will always mean This love that devastates me always This fever that makes me sweat out all the questions When my immune system can't [/catch up and make up/]give the answers as fast as it all unravels and so a lie for comfort may slip out From between my lips from my wallowing throat from my nauseous stomach where the Crohn's says I have cancer
When the dehydration strangles me, I will be less human than you ever were Each grain, a connection, the sand leaves me an emptier sandbag Just one in the wall of flood prevention Protecting a city of quivering seamonkeys