You say that my love is toxic
A poison
tucked deep within my liver
Flowing like molten lava
Ready to erupt
with every tick of the clock
And at the very mention of your name
it gives in
to cause a you reflux
Pain burning all the sugar from the tongue
And leaving a vinegar sourness
from the singe of its open surgery
A burning sensation spreading fast in my chest
Setting me up for a blaze
Ready to inflame
Every bit of my soul
You say my love is tragic
A cancer spreading through my esophagus
of emotions
parts of my body shedding like autumn leaves
I can no longer swallow the thought of you
without vomiting blood
We’ve been here for too long
You and me
Exhausted from all the aches
Weary of all that’s to come
You say my love is fatal
Green and yellow venom
nauseating your very existence
My name is but an epigastric pain
A tribulation
injecting misery
into your blood vessels
But can’t you see?
I want an out too
Cough out the reality of you
into nothingness
Cut out the part of me
that still stomachs you
So here I am
Under palliative care
Portioning my love in bits of five
Taking it with every call of prayer
Hoping that this time
It will be enough
Not too much
Not too little
Just a memory of you
enough
to keep me
alive.
