– Consumption of Form –
I have at last removed my mask
so that you may see my true face clearly.
The constitution of my chemical composition
is so complex in its consumption of my form.
In the act of this trampoline theatre,
my rationality begins to fail me.
I rebound relentlessly from one emotion to the next,
spiralling farther and farther out
from the topic of my own conversation.
I pray that I might find the sense of reason
to keep myself on track,
and I worry about you just as much
when you’re falling into that spiralling trap,
that you should have to see those aspects of us
revealed as they truly are,
that you too should have to endure
this consumption of a better form.