fight club.

are you ever just tired of hearing me say the word 'oceanside'?
do you ache for synapses and cerebellum, do you want my words
to leave you sinking? intensity in a teacup, do you want
to be left trembling? do you ask questions, love, are
you in love? because i want to be stripped down and
left with nothing, sing to me until i can't hear
anymore. i want your words to leave me without
nerve endings, fingerprints burnt off. let's
feel so much that we'll never feel again,
let's spontaneously combust so we won't
ever feel too hot. you and i and late
nights, oil spills on lakesides, we
will go out with a conflagrative
finish and if we peel away our
identity, we will never feel
that we don't belong. love,
we will belong everywhere.
don't you wonder what
people do when they
cannot seem to
remember how
to breathe?
lungs are
filthy
lies
.