Brittle

There has been glitches in our love life
an awkwardness
like a paused breath
between hiccups
gasping for air
as the sand fills our lungs
empty gazes embody the dead space
touching the scales of affection
she holds steadfast
knowing you'd grab a hold of anything
that appeared sturdy
Emerald pools line your retinas
she inhales all that you retain
eroding away at the pericardium
creating a single file line
in the artery that shoots
directly from your secret place
siphoning out the precious moments
causing you to brush elbow with the faint
Of heart.

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

Fitting title.
Made me weak in the knees.