Oscillating Fan

Maybe indulging in each other’s bodies 
Wasn’t enough to satisfy the hunger I feel
Beckoning from within my confines
Always asking for more 
Always seeking more 
Like a gluttonous dog 
Afraid to starve 

Chew your food, take your time. 
It’s not going anywhere 
You don’t have to hold your breath 
And close your eyes 
In anticipation of the worst anymore 
But accepting generosity isn’t easy 

I crept into your room 
It was a habit 
Peering over the edge expecting to see something terrifying 
Holding my breath hoping to hear the rise and fall
Of your hollow chest 
Are you alive? 
In the back of my mind I didn’t want you to be 
But I crept into your room nonetheless
Unable to rest 

I’m going to overflow 
With the words I can’t say
They’ll bubble up like vomit one day 
And hopefully then 
I’ll be relieved, if only for a moment.