Multi-System Organ Failure
Multi-System Organ Failure—
When my eyes fell upon your frame,You took the breath from out my lungs.Your voice, which softly spoke my name,The sweetest song that’s ever sung.
It hastens pace, this heart of mine,Then swells to burst inside my chestWhen all your fingertips, so fine,Upon my own do come to rest.
My stomach fills with butterfliesAnd my intestines somersault.When I get lost inside your eyes,Your boon, unblemished, I exalt.
A cold sweat covers all my skinEach time we meet in an embrace,All while my mouth dries from within,Your faultless hand upon my face.
We changed our bodies’ chemistriesThe very moment that we met.What followed—instability—Left us pathetic and upset.
Now,My larynx quivers when it speaks your name,That wretched word brings naught but pain—It ails my brain; it drives me insane!What once was my boon has become only bane!You’re the dark cloud now overtaking my mindSending deadly bolts of lightning down my spineTo strike the levies in my veins,Flood my blood with acid rain,And burst the pipelines, seeping acrid oilTo ooze from my skin and blister and boil, To blacken my organs and cloud my thoughts,Turn my beating heart to a necrotic pocket of rot That quivers and cramps while my fetid blood thickens to clot,Twist my gut to knots and set my tongue to frothWith a flood of drool and snot in a futile attempt to protect my teethFrom the vomit induced when I hear you speak.Just the thought of you sets my teeth to clench.Upon my nostrils entrenched, your noxious stench,And if I ever yearn for your touch, my fingers burn; it’s too much!My stomach churns and skin turns to squirm and slitherLike a ball of baby eels ‘til it blackens and withersFrom every inch you’ve ever kissed,A sentiment, admittedly, sorely missed.
When my eyes fell upon your frame,You took the breath from out my lungs.Your voice, which softly spoke my name,The sweetest song that’s ever sung.
It hastens pace, this heart of mine,Then swells to burst inside my chestWhen all your fingertips, so fine,Upon my own do come to rest.
My stomach fills with butterfliesAnd my intestines somersault.When I get lost inside your eyes,Your boon, unblemished, I exalt.
A cold sweat covers all my skinEach time we meet in an embrace,All while my mouth dries from within,Your faultless hand upon my face.
We changed our bodies’ chemistriesThe very moment that we met.What followed—instability—Left us pathetic and upset.
Now,My larynx quivers when it speaks your name,That wretched word brings naught but pain—It ails my brain; it drives me insane!What once was my boon has become only bane!You’re the dark cloud now overtaking my mindSending deadly bolts of lightning down my spineTo strike the levies in my veins,Flood my blood with acid rain,And burst the pipelines, seeping acrid oilTo ooze from my skin and blister and boil, To blacken my organs and cloud my thoughts,Turn my beating heart to a necrotic pocket of rot That quivers and cramps while my fetid blood thickens to clot,Twist my gut to knots and set my tongue to frothWith a flood of drool and snot in a futile attempt to protect my teethFrom the vomit induced when I hear you speak.Just the thought of you sets my teeth to clench.Upon my nostrils entrenched, your noxious stench,And if I ever yearn for your touch, my fingers burn; it’s too much!My stomach churns and skin turns to squirm and slitherLike a ball of baby eels ‘til it blackens and withersFrom every inch you’ve ever kissed,A sentiment, admittedly, sorely missed.
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