bodies, minds + mines

and their arms
and their faces
and their eyes
and their torsos

if love makes me a better person
does infatuation make me a worse one?

time is there is no time
when you love the person
you are with

my private selves
are reaching
out for a fellow of flesh

IS THAT WHY I AM HERE?

my hypocrisy is shiny - like chrome

my nose will
be hollow
my eyes will be
blocked

I LIKE THE SHAPE
OF YOUR HEAD

there is an[d] ache in my spine
there is a pull in my chest
towards spending as much

time against your body as possible
even if it mean sacrificing something
----anything for a smile