Alien

it must be this toxic heat or      
your delirious presence          
that provokes my body to betray its humanity        
         
and disclose its original form        
more hastily than the usual        
         
but what is done is done        
like how we exasperate the earth        
beyond forgiveness        
         
and how you make me want to twist, bend and raise my limbs       
towards you in ways incomprehensible and appalling to human eyes        
         
I am brimming with alarming conspiracy theories        
about frigid terrestrial seas rising rapidly on one end        
and hellish hot patches of earth erupting on the other        
         
if you must know, I also listen to cosmic echoes from the other side    
to learn more about those proto oceans that feasibly nurture lifeforms        
         
(for when the world’s sacred process of unraveling becomes too manifest and unbearable)        
but in the meantime, I keep my heart in check          
to the foreign possibility of my body yearning for you          
         
not for its natural cravings for fire, explosion and black holes        
but for the hope for healing and expansion