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.