I cannot vocalize
verbalize
and instead build steam
pound my eardrums
flutters twenty times per second

they burst
I’m open
tremendous winds
escape the cannel
cold winds
they sting my eyes

we have reached
another ultimatum
you are cold
I am timid

I wait for you to cut me into chunks
rather than in gradual bits had I been sooner

I will give you the benefit of the doubt
as always
and when you’ve beseeched my benefit
I will doubt some more

I love you and your unchanging scent
let this be as constant