Tai Chi Straight Sword Love



I don't want to breathe
I can't
I've strangled you with freedom
Now I'm laced with your words of frustration
I shout. I am impatient
It drives you up the wall
Send me back -
Voice echoes through your eyes
Double over
My mistake - now I've been laced down
Crucifixion without the nails to hold me up
I'm sinking
In my chest -
Weight - compression, weight - compression
The hand lunges out and into me
Surreal grip - I dangle in the air by the fibres of my essence
Once - twice
Reach over and pick up the pen
With each word imagine: knife
Ripping flesh
Bleeding tears into paper
Unsatisfactory release?