it's a hyper/hypo -
tonic solution; there is
no equilibrium here &
i'm sure you're itching under
those p ee lin g fingernails just
to prove me wrong
the scientific categorizations
of your (everything) just caress
me /the wrong way/ like a leech
on morphine injections
s c a t t e r e d -- you're just
so fucking out there
and i'm sure that you want to
reach for the sun like icarus
on wings plucked from birds
that are weaved together with
excess skin; cerise on white
wings, so (un)beautiful - so iridescent
yet dull with an eerie prowess
you're so weak when you're
strong (strong when
you're weak) & i just can't listen
when you analyze with your
scientific calculations