the poet instills fear & faith in the blood of his enemies

coming up for breath
we can hardly believe
the moon wouldn't pick
a side, that the stars,
struck by our stare
wouldn't dare sit
this war out

say hi to your ex's
and come back 
to me safely

the absurdity
of it all licking
my ear, a conch
in which ocean
sounds like a
low rumbling car

i wake up dancing
an out-of-sorts ballet

preserving
the perfect moment
in which you jumped
into my arms

how could
something so
untouchable
cause so much harm?