Romance

every day, a romance starts in a wound

As my lover calls it,

A wound that swallows and burns and suffocates

It holds a small hole that fills like a leech filling up with blood

It drops like a starving river full of angry red fish

Tiny jagged teeth and eyes like a poorly cut up cantaloupe

Looping around a fish hook with no bait

every day, a romance starts in a wound

As my lover calls it,

The hole goes deeper into my brain

The euphoria mixes with utter desperation, the feeling of fear wrapped into hope

every day, a romance starts in a wound

As my lover calls it

I wrap my arms and legs around the wound

A small crying boy

A small wounded girl

A few years backed in a good minute

A lifetime of playing the game until your body gives out from exhaustion

every day, a romance starts in a wound

As my lover calls it,

Fellatio the entire world like a voracious animal

Never getting enough

Yet filling up like a balloon full of sensory overload

every day, a romance starts in a wound

As my lover calls it,

The greed of this world trapped in my mouth

So hungry to feel it’s sadness

Was that the way it felt, my love

When you trapped yourself in the wound of my romance?

every day, a romance starts in a wound.