my head lays burning at your feet
emptied of all consequence. ash
stains the carpet, clinging to the
skin of dead insects. before I disintegrate
I memorise your face. my body stands,
headless, counting the hours. there
is a monster attached to my heart,
long haired and delicate he breathes
when I breathe. I could almost taste
him in my dreams, my perpetual lover.
rip him out of my chest so I can love you
the way you deserve. inject me with disaster
and sear me onto your groin. this tapping,
this waiting, it kills me. when it hurts, it burns
like a solar flare piercing through my burning
head that lays still and silent at your feet.