i want you to be my destruction
take me apart – bit by bit
ruin me, silence me, make me scream
make sure you break me
i want you to consume me
devour me whole
claim everything and every essence of me until
there is nothing left of me
not a scrap, not a trace
non-traceable and non-existent
i want you to sweep away
any of the dust left over
polish clean my hollow soul
rename me, rebuild me
recognise me when I am nothing
I want you to see me empty
caress me at my most vulgar
stroke the barely heard echo
the minimal residual DNA
be there waiting for me
watch how the planets still orbit the sun
watch the tides dance for the moon
wait for my awakening
wait for the first domino to fall
let me fall and –
- witness my destruction
see my disintegration come together
i want you to catch me when i’m there
reborn and recreated
destroy me from within
and then build me up from nothing
i want you to hold my hand
as we both walk through nothingness
follow my chase after failure
my romance with impossibility
the affair i have with vulnerabilities
i want you and i to be a combination
i want the interlocking imaginations
chaos and order on a couch
i want you to tell me what you want
let me glimpse your insecurities
introduce to me your multiplicities
tell me about your enduring expectations
straight after we glide through galaxies
exclamations over pathetic paper-cuts
trailing fingertips over the dark
to outline the unspeakable
tasting unfinished declarations
swallowed down every fortnight
but gasping for liberation
another destructive explosion
so minor after the first time
so inconsequential and yet
we still return to the obscure
we collide into each other
in a contradiction of indecency
- and purity
i want to be your whatever
i want you renaming me
- reclaiming me
i want your head on my shoulder
when you are feeling tired
i want to be fingers pushing through your hair
the strong hand pushing against your spine
i want your eyes to be closed
and then see me
i want you to touch me
and then see nothing
i want us to be non-existent and endless
the intangible and ungraspable
you and i slipping through the cracks
you and i surrounded by silence
rainy noise and messy meals
i want crumbling kisses and
washing anecdotal dishes
together – i want you to be my destruction
want to be your whimsical whatever
an optimistic desperation
take me apart – bit by bit
ruin me, silence me, make me scream
make sure you break me
i want you to consume me
devour me whole
claim everything and every essence of me until
there is nothing left of me
not a scrap, not a trace
non-traceable and non-existent
i want you to sweep away
any of the dust left over
polish clean my hollow soul
rename me, rebuild me
recognise me when I am nothing
I want you to see me empty
caress me at my most vulgar
stroke the barely heard echo
the minimal residual DNA
be there waiting for me
watch how the planets still orbit the sun
watch the tides dance for the moon
wait for my awakening
wait for the first domino to fall
let me fall and –
- witness my destruction
see my disintegration come together
i want you to catch me when i’m there
reborn and recreated
destroy me from within
and then build me up from nothing
i want you to hold my hand
as we both walk through nothingness
follow my chase after failure
my romance with impossibility
the affair i have with vulnerabilities
i want you and i to be a combination
i want the interlocking imaginations
chaos and order on a couch
i want you to tell me what you want
let me glimpse your insecurities
introduce to me your multiplicities
tell me about your enduring expectations
straight after we glide through galaxies
exclamations over pathetic paper-cuts
trailing fingertips over the dark
to outline the unspeakable
tasting unfinished declarations
swallowed down every fortnight
but gasping for liberation
another destructive explosion
so minor after the first time
so inconsequential and yet
we still return to the obscure
we collide into each other
in a contradiction of indecency
- and purity
i want to be your whatever
i want you renaming me
- reclaiming me
i want your head on my shoulder
when you are feeling tired
i want to be fingers pushing through your hair
the strong hand pushing against your spine
i want your eyes to be closed
and then see me
i want you to touch me
and then see nothing
i want us to be non-existent and endless
the intangible and ungraspable
you and i slipping through the cracks
you and i surrounded by silence
rainy noise and messy meals
i want crumbling kisses and
washing anecdotal dishes
together – i want you to be my destruction
want to be your whimsical whatever
an optimistic desperation