these feelings are so
violent and angry
they're spewing out of my mouth
and into yours,
like that night in the alley
just past one when nothing
feels real anymore and the only people to keep
me company are long gone
so I merely fill up the empty corners
where they used to reside with your body,
keeping their seats warm.
warm like my cheeks red with the rage
of a thousand suns on my back
when we used to lay together until
I rolled over only to find
my back had been burned with your
sneaking and sleeping around
with women who would never appreciate
the ferocity of your love
and the violence of your soft hands
as I pulled away desperate for
some space to breath for this heat
is taking up so much of this god awful apartment
where I learned how to love
and how to transcribe this disgusting feeling
into a murky hatred for your
raging heart.