The c
        r
         u
           m
              b
                ling walls
The wailing wind

Can you hear it?
A sycophant symphony

It picks me up roughly
Tosses me about

Rearranging my thoughts

Reconstructing my body


Limb by limb
Organ by organ

Thought by thought
Belief by belief


Emotions tossing tumbling turning

Is this like? Is this love? Or does my body just lust for yours?

I know where the truth lies

Deep inside the heart that won’t keep beating

I hear you speak of her
My imagination runs wild
You tell me of your escapades
Each detail makes me cringe in pain

I want to tell you how I feel
              for all of this to be real
              remember your drunken words
              remember your drunken moves

I’m seeing him
And adoring you
but in my heart
I know none of it’s right
Because all this time

My mind still wanders back

          to   you.