she asked me
for a secret
as she placed
her head against
my chest
and rather than
the heart which
beats me mercilessly
she heard the
motions of the
ocean and realized
i was but a shell
of who i dreamt
i would be

the depth
an illusion
an intrusion
of shadows
altering
perception
an earnest
deception
my heart is
a misfired weapon
ejected casings
in the shape
of denials

i am twisted
out of shape
as the pretzel
bend of her legs
pulled me deeper
until there
was not two souls
but an oasis
we both knew
was a mirage
the sand stuck
to sweaty rivulets
and we sank
into the silt
ofthisevershifting
river of tears
nowflowingaroundus

she asked me
for a secret
and instead
i stole her heart
an injury so grievous
neither of us
haveahopeofrecovery