Anhedonia, My Love

Anhedonia

My dear freckled face

You fear your own emptiness

It’s dizzying 

You’re nauseous 

Dramamine choked tongue

I have something that will help you 

My palm and it’s lover

Uncurled fingers 

Sleeping bag that urges in commercials 

Subliminally 

You take it

You’d take anything 

Perform in popsicle sticks

My splintered gums

The sweetest form of self-harm

Blood candied lips

I draw shapes on your hood

Red wet

Unsayable scribbles in heat

I color outside

But no lines 

Blinking building barriers

Burying me beyond your borders

Gorilla glue scared stench 

Emptiness nest

A non-mess

Emptiness less

And less 

Metal on metal 

Wood to the bone

A lie

But in the mirror!

Double sided I see you

Sound proof seams carry my cries

Delivery but you look at your reflection instead

Seeing your voice 

Bodacious temptation and you give in

Suffocate by the grip of your own gaze 

Greedy and gasping 

Masochist trampoline

Your wrist curtsies back 

Contained by the uncontained

Containing screaming “I refuse to contain!”

Uncontaining that births itself then feeds on its young

Cannibalistic uncontained

Sadistic self harm

Ravaging hunt

Wringing your reflections neck dry

But still your chest seesaw’s in vain

Mucus bubbled breaths 

Ankles chained

You are the perceived

Alone you disappear

Solitude dissolution

Vanish among 

Evanescence 

Convalescence  

Repent and deny presence 

Unless in reflection

So you crave mirrors even shattered 

Solid bog and silly stone 

Cold comfort for a silly stone

Cold showers the same 

Rotten sneeze 

Jail cell dream but real

Wake up and it remains

It stains 

Stabbing tattoo branding flame 

It’s alive

You put it there

You feed it with it’s tail

Your fingers in my sockets

My lashes keep your fingernails warm 

Exhaling my breath doesn’t sense 

But wet palms test the desert 

Soaked in dryness 

Arid murderer 

Drowning palms craving shore 

Palmness births palms 

Palmness cradles unpalms

They choke on their mothers caress

Arid drowners 

Rabies madness 

What’s water without air?

Slumbering sock 

No eyes but closed

No mouth but sucking

Into yourself!

I chuckle stepped on. 

What

A

Sight

This is love.