I lay open
Gazing at helium
Losing its life
I am messing up
A harangue inside
My sloppy dark mind
Ready to punch
The slumber from beneath
The covers
Of fat, fiction and
Folly
I let myself lose
In your grip and hurt myself
In what you call
Your love
Your unrequited words
Thrust and sweat of
Your man
never will it be enough to
Cover my whole being
With what I could call as
Mine.
But somewhere
in the dark realms of the core
Of the core
Of the molten earth
You hid like
a scent
I made love in
And I doused and revolved around
and about
and in and out
Until I died
And killed you in it
Now away with that helium
into an orbit
where light never saw the day.