Wanting What You Cannot Have

You are the dusk that masquerades as first light. In the stillness of descending twilight, your spellbinder's expectorant opens the passageways of the feeble, weevles like a gloworm in dark fertile soil. Whispers of memories that never were, in a soft lament, in a lofty raimant. I am lost in the shadows of yesterday's song, longing for a love that once belonged. In risky fantasy, I play your suspect invitation, as a night thief with an accordion, iron lung. Too powerfully drawn am I, unable to resist your decisions- Wringing me dry. Shift of weightlessness density, snap-twang, propensity-thick and numb. If I had just one last guess, I am the cotton and you are the laudanum. Why am I the salivary gland and the gum. The wavering field of rye that a beast tramples on. Invisible chains they bind my words, like a palsy stricken tongue, grasping my chords with ghastly cords, poetic enslavement, thoughtfully borne divided by my pasts sum. Rosehips- tea soaked gingerly- your spell lingers on SOS morose telepathy morse code, telegraphed, telegaphed to see your confident smile mockingly know, peering into the eyes before expected wind-up and mesmerizing blow. Your fluiro-essences spores inliquidity, wetness of morganite, juices leeched, leaving me in my parasitic derangement, unable and unwilling to fight- familiar arrangement. Your jaded facet to sparkle as a trophy against the light. That which you neon flash to be. From, for, to, too spun, I am a sugar crop to make into candy that you drool upon the lips, as I drink you in electroponic abomination splice of caine and Hawaiian Punched Drunkenness. Hey Kool aid, break through my walls and offer your solution. Stain my lips. A fermented wavelength I will become, dialing your frequency, of restless dream, silence of my soul's dark night, moonlight beamer ride of twists and turns. Some people never learn, me being that one, you being my classroom distraction passing notes of gossiped ink of juicy gossamer, till you are commanded to "release this dumb- one, who knows not of lessons, of touching what burns".