Tend to do drastic things for love
(of any kind)
I often go to fill the galaxies between my fingers
with my other fingers.
It's like forcing the wrong ends of magnets together.
But I just hold them there
rock my skeleton to sleep...
Do you know happens when you put a ballerina in a strait jacket?
Abstract think until volcanoes erupt between my ears.
I push their lava back down their throats
but they can't wait to do it again.
I used to call it the devil-
the urge to touch yourself.
But I decided
it couldn't be Satan
Because the Holy Ghost plays hopscotch in my retinas
and she promised me she wasn't thinking of anything...
but I couldn't believe her...
I saw the way her eyes drift like spaceships.
and just the other night-
I felt death trying to sneak up my nostrils...
to avoid the third eye.