I could smell the smite on your breath, but I

kissed you anyway.

It was great,

It was good,

It was okay.

I couldn’t help but notice the malignancy of it 

all,

My pathetic desperation to climb over this 

wall,

This fence I built to keep everything out,

But now my enclosure is filling with my 

regret and my doubt.

I just wanted to feel something, happiness or 

hate it didn’t matter, anything but this numb.

I wanted to feel a burning in my chest and the 

atoms between us hum.

But instead I felt empty, like the last bit of me 

left as you pulled your mouth away.

I didn’t feel fire,

I felt dirt and decay.