eXtasy

Cold nights
Spent without you
Wondering how you’re doing,
My past flame, my lost Xanadu
I feel sick as a dog
Phlegm xanthic with infection
Wondering how things got this way
And why I feel slanted
Initially we were a team
We walked hand in hand
Then you surpassed me
In favor of seeking a nature more relevant
More Xaverian
You boarded a small xebec
Excited to be free
Excited to see something
Something xenon
Something not dull
Something that wasn’t me
I had no idea I was so toxic
So xylene
How silly I was to think
That an act of xylography
On our secret, precious tree
Was something romantic
Something that would forever Be
Now I’m left alone
Fevered, with no one to take care of me
Anything at this point
Would probably strike home
And send a slight ding
On my heart’s little xylophone
My chest feels heavy
My xiphoid in pain
Xanthene fungus
Blocks my airway
If only you were here
My heart would be less afraid
I do hope you find whatever it is you’re looking for
But please remember
You have someone here
Who is always ready
To reopen that door