
Loving is an ordinary act
like running bath water
or cutting green blades of grass.
These feelings can lead to more—
a towering explosion of ice.
There are arms wrapped in lace,
and rose petals on sleeping eyes.
I am going insane with rage.
I’ll love you—
hurl myself down 1000 flights.
I’ll love you—
fling myself in great light.
I won’t let go-
pull your head underwater.
We’ll see starfish, glowfish,
and long, electric eels.
Kissing is an ordinary act
like paint peeling or blood clotting.
Ash falls after war.
It blankets what remains.
I’ll kiss you—
wash your hair, your hands, and your feet;
I’ll live for you and your low voice of love
and for you I’ll be and be and be.
Kissing is an ordinary act
like living and breathing and dying alone.
Love eats from the inside out,
taking its time to inhibit what would otherwise heal.
I’ll walk alone, never look back.
I’ll sing loudly, scream and shout.
I’ll die for you, your touch, your words.
I’ll die for you, the chance to be eaten alive,
even if it means I’ll die alone,
even if it means I’ll never heal.
Love will eat me alive.
like running bath water
or cutting green blades of grass.
These feelings can lead to more—
a towering explosion of ice.
There are arms wrapped in lace,
and rose petals on sleeping eyes.
I am going insane with rage.
I’ll love you—
hurl myself down 1000 flights.
I’ll love you—
fling myself in great light.
I won’t let go-
pull your head underwater.
We’ll see starfish, glowfish,
and long, electric eels.
Kissing is an ordinary act
like paint peeling or blood clotting.
Ash falls after war.
It blankets what remains.
I’ll kiss you—
wash your hair, your hands, and your feet;
I’ll live for you and your low voice of love
and for you I’ll be and be and be.
Kissing is an ordinary act
like living and breathing and dying alone.
Love eats from the inside out,
taking its time to inhibit what would otherwise heal.
I’ll walk alone, never look back.
I’ll sing loudly, scream and shout.
I’ll die for you, your touch, your words.
I’ll die for you, the chance to be eaten alive,
even if it means I’ll die alone,
even if it means I’ll never heal.
Love will eat me alive.





