Darling Be There
I could vomit worlds
and it still would not be enough
to satiate this nausea
growing with each step
as the men take them
two-by-two
I’m struggling not to miss
each little stair
dawn comes again, alone
muffling the sleep
of my new house guest
I awake to find
I am still not complete
waiting for my resurface
seven days left
that’s how much longer
this should really take
I’m glad to not
have been the one
my weakness would have
exposed me finally
shedding light on my
inevitable truth
I was far from conqueror
instead I’m left
a pillaged wasteland
bristles breaking through
stretches tight and cheap
I yearn for it
hopelessly, boorishly
I’ll answer your request
with half-hearted sincerity
pushing forward regardless
if my soul is ready
break my sternum
remove this feeble beat
stash it underground
it’s a biodegradable heart
and the rain’s coming down
to aid the earth
and its plump messengers
to devour and spit out
the last remnants of you