Again.

Confusion,

He stood there,

Blood rushing from his face faster than electron particle physics,

A single tear racing him as he unbuttoned his shirt,

He studied her naked paradise from across the room,

Moving slowly towards him like a cobra enchanted by the ancient snake charmers,

Legs trembling, he fumbled with the succulent flesh between his hands,

She looked him in the eye and said;

“Make the most of it. You don’t get to do this again.”

Cosmic chaos.

Understand You

If I tried to understand you,

 My mind would be tossed into a cataclysmic power struggle,

Much like yours.

If I tried to understand you,

I would feel the tormenting pain you subject yourself to,

Refusing to face the feelings that over-power you.

If I tried to understand you,

My soul would scream for salvation that a congregation could not offer.

And if I tried to understand you,

The frantic scrambling of the fire ants in my heart would bring me to my knees.

But you see, I tried to understand you,

And I found the me I left in that corridor, begging to be freed.