In This Room

Were alone… impulses to touch things that react to warmth… and create combustion of interracial black and white views… the pink increases… and the browns melt in…. we spend our time sitting in this room to stare at each other… smother our… kiss our… pour out our feelings…. Frustrations… indications of a fragmented thought between stolen kisses…. But we are supposed to be just talking…. Words to describe your hand on my thigh…. Words to distinguish what’s wet and what’s dry… words to make do with what we don’t have… and we lay together in the darkness trying to make since of the sense of sense that we have created… confused huh? Me too… it’s not like it was before and these feelings can’t keep me blind anymore… it continues to be clear to you but hazy and blurry to my vision… revisions of feelings lost now go under constructions… a must have… abundant internal sacrifice… I strive to forget… but remembrance is a sin I’ve captured with skill… I aim to kill… these broken memories of wanting to touch you….


A blood thirsty constant in an equation with no solution… where do we go from here… from this room we continue to sit and waste time on the could haves and the wanna be’s… please help me realize that this is ok… ok is it? The battle between the fights we achieve over love making is overwhelming but… I … don’t… wanna… stop…I don’t wanna be wrong and then right and then wrong again… I don’t wanna hurt you… I don’t wanna be the next ex you hate… but were to perfect… but we climb into hell when we struggle in words and end up naked… just as confused as we were when the agreement… I mean argument… No I mean accusations started pouring in…. We were supposed to be talking about breaking up but we just end up naked in the room we started in full of questions of why we need to continue to be us and why you love me if you do…. And why… we keep asking why… you and I… why… oh… you…. And I together we still stare at these four wall trying to make since of sense of these instance and I’m jumping to conclusions… in a rant of why were still here in this room.