i secretly try to trust
your words that i know
will only blow away
like eraser dust

but now no words come
from your mouth at all
making me numb
and watching me fall

tear droplets
match lips without blistex
dry and cracking
under the pressure
of your lies

i am wholly
passed dead
just leaving that place
for you to rest your head

undress me, my sweet
notice, please
that my creases are neat
wrinkles smooth away
like love, fools say

and now i stare
dripping succulent sex
from the tip of each
heaving, pink breast

i haven't smelled you in forever...
the length of our supposed journey together

insecurity should know
no presence here
but somehow still it found a way inside
only disguised...

as fear.