We Are Ridiculous

We-Are-Ridiculous


 

You take my hand in a cold white bed
Mouth mirrors mouth
My lungs fill with your breath
I laugh
You hurl

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

We accept that we are ridiculous
The whole foolish shooting match
Perhaps that’s the beginning of love
Or just the illusion of safety
Either way I hope it’s enough

Posted in Romance.