you're killing me,
drawing me in.
petting my hair and rubbing the back of my neck
the peachy fuzz standing up with the light brushing of your hands
you keep my icy hands warm,
you melt me
and you make sure blood drips into the right places
and you whisper sweet things into my ears with your milky voice.
you dip me into syrup and lay me on the bench outside
you watch the flies lick the sweetness off of me
you let them get carried away
you watch them nibble at my sugary skin
you watch the bites ooze with blood
like i'm a maple tree being tapped
i'm stuck to this bench that you left me on
left feeling the sharp lips kissing and biting my flesh
and you just get up and leave.

I long to be alone forever with just you
to have the living in my being be you
as the quietness in my soul aches for you
the singularity of everything is expressed in my seeing you
and with every tormenting thought I have of you
I hate that my inspiration is reduced to you

my only visible light was you
the air in my lungs was the aura around you
every flavor I could taste was my sense of you
a feeling too extreme doomed to outlast you
it kills me to wish I had never known how it felt to touch you
but if I could go back in time the only thing I could do
the only act of mercy would be never meeting you
instead of my every line ending with you

Sam@050717