2015
Will I ever feel this
warmth without you
The signals it sends
better than the hug
of another.
When the world is
ending, I would like
to die with you
A puddle of my blood
A cricket in my hair
Another mammal on my body
I give back
To hear your smile
Thank you for loving me like no one else
Thick and thin, I’ll always be nothing
Yet everything
in my own mind
Sizzling
Sticky
Bad smelling
Blood
Fresh from the
arm of minds newest,
oldest belle
She had kept me
Warm
The way she tucks me
in and plagues my
mind with her kiss
I plan to ask her why
she cuts my hair
But she never answers my questions
Never leave me
This pan on my body is reinventing warmth