We make powder flowers
On the bathroom floor
She loves me
She loves me not
Blood cells move
Behind my eyes
The crackle of bandages
Lighting the night
Bigger than niggles
Less than woes
Like washing up bubbles
Soaked in jelly tots
The sun casts a shadow behind us
We are big and small
Light and dark
All at the same time
She squeals
I grimace
A shadow is proof of being
I do not want one
She chews her fingers
Fearful
If I go
She goes
Everything is strange
Nothing is right
What is your name she asks
I don’t have one
Everyone has a name silly
A-L-I-C-E
She wipes the letters on her lips
Like the sweetest candy
And the highest fix
A name is something to hang onto
Like the string
On a balloon
My ballon is red
See it flies above me in the night
It’s not real
None of this is real
I rub my skin
Sometimes I do not know the terror that engulfs me
All I know is that it will never leave
What a curious union
She giggles
Pretty when the lights are out
I can't disagree
She loves me
She loves me not
We make powder flowers
On the bathroom floor.
