Foreign
It's squirming in my tummy.
Revolting little
brat!
I clobber it with fists of fury
to remove the regret.
The constant reminder of his face
resides deep inside.
It sickens me that his residue, his waste
is filling me tight.
What was I thinking?
My brain clearly on a break
and it took over with speed of lightning,
laughing at my sake.
A moment of carelessness, that
was it.
Our eyes, we met.
Church bells ring.
I punched it hard. Get out!
Get out!
The promises I vowed,
now doubt
but it’s all too late.
Its life; my life.
No time to wait.
I dive.
Like quicksand, it consumes me whole.
It screams in my ears; louder as it grows.
It clouds my head with unique frequencies.
Never such a phenomenon. What trickery is this?
If only I knew how to stop the love.
