the rush of remembering
turns my brain to mush.
*
you speak with words
that joke with abuse.
use me, induce me
with your fabrication.
today, you came over with
a grim look on your face.
a smile that makes my skin
recoil until my flesh burns.
you've turned into something
inhuman. you're just nothing.
i inhale your
harsh comfort
as a
childish cover.
and then i -
i exhale your
forced effort
for i
can't get away.
-stay away,
i can't. you're just...
*
the rush of remembering
sedates my mind
that has already turned to mush.
