Friday, February 17, 2012

In fate(you) ate


Infatuation is a monstrous thing.
            Going against all senses
                                    of normal thought
                                                 rational decision-making
                                                            or steady comforts,
                                                it creates
                                    drama.
                        It feeds
the hunger for a
                        racing heartbeat.
                                                It
                                                perpetuates craziness.
                                                                        It births
                                                                                    f L u T t e R i N g fancies

and…and…and
            wickedly
                        temperamental dispositions. 

Infatuation   f   l   o   o   d   s.
            Never be it gentle or
            temperate.
            Simply
            hot
            or cold.
            On or off.

It either
   drowns
     or
      parches.

Infatuation never gives a call
before
showing up on your doorstep. 

Hell, it hardly rings
the bell
once arrived. 

No, no.
It prefers
instead to
            break windows
                        explore your rooms
                                     finger your trinkets
                                                and make lunch from (your) refrigerator’s
                                                             (innards). 


Know it well.
Serve it on knees
and pray
to its power.

Like a fool
sub
mit to it
‘s authority. 


8/24/2011

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