Love...
Something to torture you
Bringing you to your knees
The pain is addicting

you press me firmly against the wall
you are angry
your face says
you squeeze tightly my arms
my father used to hold me this way
about the throat
it caused fear
and rage
why now does it cause
unbearable desire

I’m trapped in the sky again
floating, untethered
my lungs are hot air balloons
my chest is bursting
grab the trailing rope, quick
before I get away

I like other planets
I can be imaginary anywhere
and I would like a vacation