last night
drips into
this morning
and i dream
of another infidelity
flesh pressed against
tempting flesh
rainsoaked and
familiar you
pull me close
into something
i want to
run from
and towards
all at the same time
and now in
waking hours
my body tries
to tear itself apart
with deadly accuracy
and monthly regularity
and i am reduced
to a symbol of self
in a bottomless pit
that