You triangulated the pattern of my thoughts at your peril

I can’t believe you’d want me

I thought I was out of love, I felt you saw me as worthy

But you turned my corner of hell inside out and recovered my inner, real image

Dandelion seeds scattered about the hellish numbers of parasites

My Dreams that lead up in squalor and sweet, nasty sweat, I was the

One who pushed you away with my overt bursting passion

But we found we lived in the same shit together, as

I often Ran blind like a hot/cold spider, stumbling through the smoky, rotten sex-filled air

You triangulated the pattern of my thoughts at your peril

To the end of love lane

Which is right In your arms and starting

To solve to the heart of the answer,

I was the one who felt others deserved more

I was the most soulful of the soulless

Cards playing against my real dreams, as

I patterned nightmares of my own traumas that were games of

Fast paced demonstrations of selfish dirty brawls

As I sorted thoughtlessly through my powerful blunders, with the exception of

Just How much I didn’t have a clue how to handle how much you needed me

It was just a thoughtful matter that made me see

You showed me that I needed to get my shit together to create our new healthy mess

And we were in awe of our dedication to create a new brand non-sexual intimacy as

I felt my soul-on-fire damnation was forever etched wrong, but it turned out to be a flame of hope you created… now it’s easy as pie as you say——

I used to be unable to handle how much you needed us.