i am sick with love

i am
sick
with 
love


strangely
terminal
dangerous
liaison
steamroller
atop
barely
affords
breath
snot
tears
the 
unknown
juices
unplugged
flow
in a 
toxic
mishmash
of 
resistance
my
ability
to care
crushed
by your
beautiful hands
[which i love]
beloved
IDTC
how they 
once
caressed
my lower
spine
as it
arched
back
into you
quivering
how 
i yearn
for your
touch
always
even now
to share
the 
horror
such
sadness
how we
would giggle
exchanging
naughtiness
our
destructive
anecdotes
framed by
collective
mirth
your
unmeeting
unchangeable
eyes
the 
town
became
too small
suffocating
trust
already
packed up
taking
the crystal
with
it
noone
notices
my
outward
projection
only
wavers
sometimes
soul
shrinking
beneath
unanswered
calls
delayed
meetings
more
- if
i stay
i will
surely
die


i am
sick
with
love