If (unedited)

I allowed your love
to sink deep
like the bed
that gloats with the blood
of the river

See how it stays
like a worm, a fester
as I try to make poetry
of something that is an SMS
or a thought

You are living within me
Breathing
Growing
laterally;
disproportionately

Askance
as we lift our hands
Hold our heads
our pulses
our hearts
and look down at our feet
we will find
our footsteps
marking each others