I wrote it all down, to calm me
and then I panicked.
How do I transcribe panic?

Can I communicate the need
I have to be perfect for you?
To watch the pain in your
body fall so far that your
eyes lose their limitations?

I'm bringing you painI'MBRINGINGYOUPAIN

I need it to stop but doesn't seem to end

When you just won't lay down your own fear.

And my projections run wild, like your hair in the morning.

And our poetry has paused. Me write pretty someday yes?

You say you're a job, but I can't see the work?
There are no bags to lift or accounts to balance.

You're a rewarding addiction, a puzzle to piece
TOGETHER

butpleasemyGOD lend me a hand,          climb into my lap.

Let me put you where you were wednesday. Just then

The smile and squirm after "I love you."
Can't that happiness sustain us forever?