Antimatter

Losing my mind
Blue sandstorm of emotion
burns through me
like a heatwave
A fugue of violence
The darkness
feels so bright

The solitude suddenly
so unkind

Multifoliate tempest
unfurled intensity
Need makes me
too weak with longing

I want to cross
the limits of
space and time
to merge beneath the
(inviolate)
summit of your skin
Like liquid germanium
Violate the sharpness
of your mind

Assimilate every atom
of you
deep inside

This hunger is pure anarchy
inarticulate beauty
A composition
of sadness
a disproportionate madness
Black nihilism
made uncertain

Can I trust this?
Is this real?
Can you know?

Love is the question
could it be mine?

I once imagined
a dream of existence

(calling you)

in a place that wasn't
made of feelings

in a place that wasn't
anything