watching transient images wondering
what i could be and who i could have
what i could take if i let myself go completely
to a world with nothingness that absolutely
grips me and makes me raw with
want
wanting images and chemical reactions
in my gut not too calm not too
excitable not too close but not
too far from coming
along to something
when i’m awake my soul burns
and i’m hungry for novelty
but i’m too old to be anybody’s first
love and if they told me so
i’d know they were lying and
i’d burn us both to the
ground
until we are both
(figuratively) on
fire we’d be decimated
he kissed me goodbye and
i wanted to ask him
are you bored yet
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