let’s be lovers who don’t love,
do glorious wrong.
we will block intimacy with sharpened elbows.

but do not visit my mind,
you could not breathe the air
there.

do not touch me,
my nerves are too
nervous
with you.

do not love me like I love you,
I fear you could pump my veins full of gasoline
and I worry that with the sparks on your tongue
we would burn the city down.

darling, I am an icy tightrope over hell’s chasm and you have to
leave me, you deserve to make it to the other side.

darling I am so selfish, I whisper to the ground how badly I want you to
fall.

darling me and you, it’s nothing more
than the mad
leading the drunk

but baby, you can wake up.

honey, I’m sorry for the nightmares
honey? wake up.