Please, beat me more with that
love of yours.
Spiked baseball bat of attachment
to start the score.

Blades of warmth and compassion
cut me 'till I bleed.
I lose all sense of meaning
and let my feelings take the lead.

Yet now, these injuries I have to hide,
they must be contained.
For the docile and painless estrangement,
is what left me in the most pain.