writing thoughts
deleting thoughts
anger flares
and then subsides
love blooms
and fades
you’re hot
and then you’re cold
you want me
but you don’t

is it
a human
pattern?
a species’
self-torture?

the plot
to transform
my heart
into
dust

people
succumb
to less

i am settling
for
less

i once yearned for
less

when I felt like
less

but
maybe i'll realize

i
am
more