You want a reaction
I can give you a suicide
You can watch
The life leave my eyes
As I twitch on the floor
You can tell me
What it looks like to die

my hand in your hand is jazz
the knot of our tender looks is poetry
and rage sometimes
all details germane,
this fluidity of desire passing through
the unexpected like sheets of rain
the kiss on my shoulder
the lightness of your soles
a love without name without shame is improvising
and you say come and I say round until I fall into your shadow
and when I fade away you open the door of a song
in my palms the forgotten synesthesia when
I listen to the intensity of cells, to the sacredness of dreams
I wear the boldness of the earth for you
I swear the freedom in the core of mirrors

Gripping,
You're the only sane one.
And everyone else
Just grasping at straws,
Running their jaws,
Can't hold a candle

How much do you think I know?
What I do, I don't show
And if I go? It will be silent
And without pause given,
As if you didn't know

There are no truths with you
I wonder what you will remember of me
With your cynic's eye, your nihilistic view
The heavy hand, that can't help but use
But the weight is there, and weighs
Like the past, and the abuse
Can feel it in your stomach, head
Shooting pains in your back
Replaying each thing you said
Safe, bombarded by constant attack
The things you never let out, or let go
Those things you surrendered to
And let take control
Sacrificing yourself.
It takes a toll
To sell your soul,
And you only reap hell

To have loved, is more than man
For should ever want, or can
Ask of, out of his life.
The ever stirring mind, and
Almost frenzied hands
Of the fools who dance,
The waltz of romance