If you had loved me hard enough
“Don’t say those words like an afterthought.”
I burn that flower at night time
The urgency of this message
I’m in love with being myself
Vaseline love,
Apply lotion to a dry heart.
See it through.
Evidence of bubblegum
Cardamom,
Say the word I’m there.
Wax spilt on black marble.
“You came with thundering applause.”
And I burst into you…
Tears
Wide Eyed, weird eyes
Drown
A gaggle of loud noises
Beautifying the porch
Cigarette bodies hidden
Beneath
Neon smoke
Up Above
My nose throbs for your loins
Teeth willing to pierce through
Skin
And then flesh
Blood caramel
Dripping from your lips.
I lay my head down
A disembodied voice
“Nostalgia keeps me alive.”
(c) A.R. Minhas 2019
