Long

[toxic rampart]

I ate your cloistered poisons -
spring-loaded oceans
cloaked in smoke.

Upholstered motions
melding us in
slow motion,
like onerous poetry.
Broken in two and useless.

You swallow me whole.
A fractious nightmare dystopic.
Following each stroke,
I lash my rope to you
and follow it to safety.

I wish you would break them all.
like a burnt candle hugging a hurricane.
A sun burn in a tourniquet.
It was bound to take us someday.

Fading rays of light
blasted into space.

You can have me for as long as I last.

[lyric wolf]

phenomenal opening verse, striking so urgent and fast. “spring-loaded oceans” visually overwhelming. love it!
from there the poem slows abruptly which was a dynamic choice. i am curious what you meant by “following each stroke”, even though it seems open to interpretation
“sun burn in a tourniquet” is very, very clever, well done!
the last three stanzas are also so alive, and feel a world apart from the opening lines, the speaker is open to any turmoil that this person brings them. heartbreaking stuff. beautiful poem. would love to read more!!