mistaken infatuation

this isn’t a poem, and i don’t love you.

i am nothing/you are nothing/we are nothing but a runners high as we crash and burn. runoff love, doomed from the start, drag me down with you. cracking teenage dreams, nothingness’s embrace, give in to the dark. 

foxglove love, tell yourself; this is all that there is and all that there ever will be. rainswept regret, wash away the traces of whatif/couldvebeen/inanotherlife. knockoff wishing, black widow beauty, does your mother know?

teach me to fly/clip my wings, 

hold me tight/ or don’t, 

drown me/hope i float, 

we are/you are/i am nothing but a sinking boat.

lie like it’s a science and you have the highest degree. button up your lab coat, magnanimous ananias, and make it beautiful.

mistaken infatuation, eternal damnation, god help us both.