The lovers at the top of the stairs
When I clear my mind
Clutch my stomach
All that's left is a longing
But they force it up
Till my gullet fills and holds it down
For the arms of my lover
To hide
My loneliness
A contentment to remain there
Would show
In a puddle of puke
Engulfed in a tangible truth
Hydrochloric acid and yesterday's carrots
An undeniably fulfilled
Floating
Cavity in my soul
In an ocean
Of confusion
And bitterness
That smarts with the pain
That sour taste in my mouth
Eats away
At my teeth and tongue
And heart
Pain of loneliness
And longing
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