Let me
Taste
your chortle
when I teased you,
collecting atoms like Pokémon—
a gravity between us
(scientific, really)1
1 F = G × myou × mme / r2
Binge
your songs
"tell me about your favorite rocks"2
and those geometries that sculpt light—
you said we could
craft them together
(sir, let's be realistic)
2 from "Spectrum" by Roseblud
Devour
the world—
expansive—sun
pouring over Longfellow Bridge
you:
talking freedom
talking greatness
me:
snorting at your flair
(someone had to, I'm sorry)
Overeat
my fingertips
down your spine;
I hadn't let myself
imagine—
I've never known
(moderation)
Gorge
your head tossed back
when I confessed,
catching myself
sounding like you—
dramatic:
I want to throw myself
into the Charles—
"but the brain-eating algae"—
whatever
How liberating:
"my life in shambles"
my life
—divine