Wednesday, March 3, 2010

again and again.

as you drink poison
you kill your enemy
but i drink no poison
and you are no enemy
but a pariah i seem
an infection has infiltrated my heart
a disease with no cure
except my expulsion
from your presence
your heart
and our friendship
i sink in my confusion
but not in regret
the cure is not attractive
or understandable
to you and your sensibilities
but there is no other answer
then the hand i now hold
so here is your time
and space
don't be what i fear
because my choice will not change
i would chose this disease
and again
and again
and so would you

1 comment:

cmm said...

tearing my heart out.

we should speak.

in real time.