i guess i thought that electrical charges could
somehow make up for the lack of
similar interests and complications
of heart strings and valve stents,
but it officially meant that i couldn't really
care for you or myself.

so, what if i wanted to be alone with my
head held high to view the beauty rather than
the
cold
and
***** streets.

but instead, i search.
i use my instincts to walk without
thinking
and swallow my tongue with a
scream in my throat and a
burn in my eyes.

yet, i still can find the room in
between my teeth to admit
i'd rather be with you.