inside, it hurts
it screams
it pains
it aches
it wishes and hopes
but never arrives

my heart

Do you know how much I suffered as a wife as a result of your frequent forays into the mystic world to compose your mystical poetry, which gave me little physical or emotional comfort?

It matters now, it didn't then,
forgotten when, when was?

Strangling in the tangle of a
subconsciously violent wrangle with myself,
and choking on the hold it has on me,

'it'll all come out in the wash'
or the forensics team will find the residue
arresting you
attesting to
the fact that your washing skill is not
the only thing you ****,

jeez
am I normal?
Norman who plays chess at Brick Lane
says,
as normal as I am
and that worries me.

death-struck love
we have been shot twice
one in the head
one in the heart
massive bullet holes
and life-threatening wounds
I drove us to the hospital
the doctor told "we would live"
but "we would bleed forever"

Your haunting memories strangled my future, leaving me in the same state as I was when you left.

I used a time machine to travel to the edge of the universe in order to escape any trace of life or matter, but I smelled your body odor there!