slow poison

Loneliness spreads like poison ivy in my veins
I'm not sure what I'm doing here
when I spend more waking hours
dreaming of being somewhere else
than I do trying to study
the beautiful nuances of your face
that used to make me smile in wonder

There's a coldness in you I don't remember
and while your touch is still like fire
on my skin I wonder if it's love
or convenience that drives your insistence

I know you loved me once

What we have now doesn't look like love
to my heart

I dare you to call me crazy one more time
and be surprised that I don't want to fuck
like you're the salvation
to the parts of me I've misplaced

The loneliness spreads

I don't know what I'm doing here anymore

(C) Indie Adams 2021