TUMULTUARY

i figured out what’s happening
there’s a foreign place
inside my veins
it’s reaching out
to grab me
and whether i need it isn’t up to me
it’s deep inside
like some small thing
a needy voice
that grabs me

so when my mind freezes, i’m listening
you shouldn’t be afraid

there’s
got
to
be
a
safer
place
for
you
to
be
than
here
with
me

PAINT BY BERNARD FUCHS LOVE IN SAN FRANCISCO