The thought of never
being able to hold her
is more effective
than Chinese water torture
Home is where the medications at
I’m tired of her tepid affection
Going to take a spaceship
Fly back to the stars
Alien observer in a world that isn’t mine
I can’t say that you look pretty. You turn my legs into spaghetti, you set my heart on fire.
Am I just a whirlwind of negative emotion?
“If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.”
- Sylvia Plath
I could never hold you,
And that feels like eating broken glass