We Are Ridiculous

We Are Ridiculous

You take my hand in a cold white bed
Mold your face into mine
Mouth mirrors mouth
Lungs fill with your breath
I laugh
You burp

We are ridiculous
Especially this Eros thing
Intimacy a long-haul horror show
Belching, sniffling, secreting
The closer we get the bigger the pores
Each night we visit our skin’s lunar surface
Ragged blood lips, splotched circle eyes
The failings and failures to come

We accept this is ludicrous
The whole laughable shooting match
Perhaps that’s the beginning of love
Or just the illusion of solace
Either way I think it’s enough