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Friday, February 21, 2014

My Anatomical Apocalypse

Here's to describing what it feels like to be crushing hard. I may exaggerate just a bit, but I'm probably not too far off.

My Anatomical Apocalypse


I shudder to think of who you could be
To evoke this small armageddon in me
Starting in my stomach, the butterflies all fled
As you unleashed a tornado in their stead
Without malevolence, a tempest of confusion
A chaotic occlusion inspired by the intrusion of you into my core
My inner being a state at war
My legs now frozen
Hell... much colder than before
I shiver and shake
As I recall this as the wake
Of your proximity to me
Where you worked your way silently
Threatening to send me into cardiac arrest
In magnitudes that I can only guess
An earthquake beats like the world possessed
Hands now shaking from the terror in my breast
Arms just hanging limbs
Cracks in my heart begin to stress
The fire within bursting in excess
Volcanoes erupt sending the fires of my heart
Straight into my head
Where my brain refuses to start
And then a feverish blush rushes to my face
The heat seeking to cool the floods
You created in the first place
For who but you could initiate this cataclysmic event
Catastrophe and anarchy are what you seek to represent
You provoke a clear insanity
For how crazy would I have to be
To accept this adversity
If only as a means to have you close to me

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