The World I Want To Be

I WANT TO FEEL IT ALL: every broken heart's beat every uninsured casualty the pleas of a mousetrap's tenant with no compassion and no company but its dislocation I want to shed every tear and bleed from every wound to mourn each voided order's death and bury myself in mono-nucleosis first kisses to live in a nest of unreturned phone calls and AIDS contestants playing musical chairs (i want to be the one left standing) to see through these tastebuds and gnaw my feeding hand to be able to love you and know we are the SAME to have the thought and hope that there is something more for me im grateful for the possibilty