One Sided Love

his face never leaves my mind

scorched into my 

medulla oblongata 

until i feel in a frenzy of 

wheezing and coughing

as the soliloquy 

yearns to climb its way 

from my throat and 

the asthmatic repercussions seem 

as if i am slipping into a dark pool

he will never know the

life we have in my

brain and

the only participants in this

vestige are the concrete

layers of the cocoon i have

built

behind his back

i dream of a world of 

narratives to conquer 

and with him i am able to 

defy 

the laws in which my

species exists and 

achieve complete and 

irrevocable 

ignorance.