arm around my neck,
my head resting on his shoulder.
He sings a song
(that he had written himself)
of a numbing mind & a despiteful heart;
a soloman of running away,
but longing so much to stay.
And as he sings his wrenching lyrics,
I sink deeper into his arms...
melting into his song.
I could feel his numb, earpiercing words
They dig holes into my bones,
& the harmony pokes at my heart.
But when his song comes to an end,
I awake from the forbidden vision in his eyes,
although, I'm still numb---
& I cant feel a thing.
Nothing but my lightheaded cerebrum
leaning on his chest,
& his bony arm wrapped around my neck.