Zero-Sum

I am so starved for something Other than what has been eating me. Awake at night trying to sort out the sordid memory Of the daytime periphery. You just walked right through The wide open in my life. The wound that sucks down into my scuffed up bones, The grey pulp I have enclosed. You With your uniquely marked beauty; A mythical catastrophe. You act like the world owes you Everything. And darling, That is what you are to me. But you toil with the men That do you no good. They dip their toes into your depth, And touch you like a surface. They don’t really want your quirk, The songs you play when I know you hurt. I slept walked through the wide open in my life, Set fire to myself to see if I’d ignite. I must have fell in love with you out of spite, Because everything that’s wrong seems to be so right. My sweetness, I have found Nothing quite like you; There’s nothing in the world I wouldn’t do For you to give way and love me, too.