most potent human being i ever met,
from the first words exchanged i’ve felt our sameness like a homing beacon flashing on the tip of my spine. when i unfocus my vision and see us without dimensional barriers it looks to me like the entire object of this mad perceptual game has been for us to discover one another. nothing else is real anymore.
i am found, i am lost; i am teeming with a familiar death-circling terror, one like i used to feel as a child waiting in amusement park lines, certain i was queuing up to be mauled and wasted by whichever growling metal device i was at once irrepressibly compelled to experience and virulently repelled by: the massive free fall tower, the viking ship that turns over on itself, the ripcord bungee flight...
how this horror grows in tandem with our intimacy. here with you rests my meticulously crafted, perfect dream of a life; sculpted out of something more fragile than glass, its shatterable bones cupped within and entirely at the mercy of yours, the world’s most disastrous palms; your devastating hands, demonstrably capable of both surgical grace and animalistic destruction.
i hate you i fear you i love you to death,
