We thought we loved each other
Thought and felt and knew-
And as our bodies touched we thought
The closeness only grew-
Each brush of skin and fragile
graft a flush of breath two lips which
crash and each exchange would cinch
the last ’til our bodies spliced together.
We hoped we healed each other
Hoped and tried and failed-
Each kiss we gave we tried to stop
Our faces growing pale-
One bite to make a rosy
patch one scratch to change the skin from
black a desperate thrust which served to
mask our pieces dying, losing purchase.
So we poisoned each other
Killed and maimed and bruised-
And for a while believed that all
Our ailments could be soothed-
Injected pain and sadness
passed through open sores a growing
mass of disillusioned joy; at
last we identified our contagion.