your nose is bleeding. it’s the heat. it’s too much

you’re too close.

your pain is cocaine. yours emotional morphine. shall we overdose? shouldn’t we fear it? but we don’t.

it’s pathology. maybe. or unicity. it’s obsession. possibly. or suppression it’s addiction. definitely. plus fiction and conviction. the worst of it. the worst.

it’s just the heat, baby the heat let it in I… I am here I… just let it in I… I’m still here I… still here, baby,

still here.

(celebrating The International Day of Poetry)

#heat #passion #love #poem

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