Christ

Healthy Addiction 

 

My stomach shall grumble, on it is in a churn for as I await your presence every time, 

my lungs folding and holding themself up

 for the support I need whenever I realize 

that I am awake. 

My cheekbones itch from the sore wanting your tongue to get lost in mine 

A sharp toothache going through my gums, 

my tongue,

 my skin

 just to feel your satin-feeling hands as envious as lettuce 

I wish to coat my candy-smelling breath with the words, “I Love You” 

until I run out 

of lungs to breathe in 

until my breath smells like a salad poison 

 when my cheeks are beaten with tomatoes 

and my veins cease to function 

My darling, you are the healthy headache that forms in my head whenever you leave, 

The empty calories of the protein you give to me, 

As if nourished children receive the right treatment, 

but you have the opposite effect

I do not grow because of your milky cold touch, 

nor your 

greek yogurt scent 

elating 

My numb nose, inhaling all the nutrients it takes me to get awake. 

I put my fork in your addictive bean-small eyes and your yellow jokes, 

Taking a bite into the flavor to which I ignore, not knowing 

Whether or not I might like the sour flavor running and drying down my 

Throat.