Mesmerizing sensations rolling down my tongue
A burning itch across my skin, have I been stung?
I feel its burn within my arms, itch turns red
How could I listen to what the doctors said?
They speak of a love that kills the heart
Was that suicide or a lover’s poetic art?
You read this thinking of my words, what I mean
Have you no eyes? Remember what you’ve seen!
Feet start to freeze though I wore my socks
I should cut off my ears to forget who talks
September 2019