You pulsate through even the question of what to have for dinner.

You are trapped deep in my nerve, you have spread under the surface of my skin like a bruise. You are the slick sliding down my neural pathways. The snap and lock and spark that causes the lights to blow when I flick a switch. You are the click of my land mines before they explode. The flavour I taste when my mouth is empty. You are the moment before I come, all taut and jangled nerve, more acute and curious than the consummation. You are my own teeth on lip, the ache of my breast. You are the inexplicable detachment of mind to body, so that my head is there when I am here. You are the memory of muscle, the quickening of my blood. You are the juice that flows through me and makes me wet when I have not even noticed the weather.

You who loses no sleep over me, who turns to another and makes your bed every morning (and the nights I cannot bear to think of).

You, who cannot know how far and completely I have fallen.

Published by Eidyia

I am only three things for sure - an Atheist, a Feminist, and a Writer - one who obsesses over the grand themes of love, memory and connection.

4 thoughts on “You

  1. I “stumbled upon” your blog last month and spent all the spare time I had in the last week of July reading every one of your posts. Reading your work is what made me want to write again and ultimately start my blog (it helps that the topic strikes so close to home). Your words capture feelings that I can’t put into words. Thank you for that. I look forward to reading more!

    Also, I chose this post to comment on because it is still my favorite. The last two lines are so powerful and sad… and true, for me too.

    1. Thank you! It is so … well, to hear that in any way at all this made you want to write again is just so lovely and overwhelming. I know you are just starting and so I wanted to say that because you write SO beautifully.

      I don’t know exactly where you are at with your ‘topic’ presently, but I can promise that writing about it shifts everything into focus. For better and for worse, in fact. So likewise, I look forward to reading more x

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