Ropes

As you choked on the coke

And fled with the flowers

Days became hours

When bitten fingernails

Prevailed

Against the anxiety

Symbolically swollen

With a need now to hold on

As if dangling from

The Grand Canyon

Watching a sweat bead

Leave me

Bound down

Where I could fall

If only I’d give in to this love for you

Has it been a week?

Or maybe now two?

Since the vomit hit the back of a throat

That wished it had said more

To tell you no

Trying to find what’s worth clinging onto

Is like dancing with air

It’s imaginary friend territory

Super hero desires

And all that transpires

Will be useless hope

And fantastical ropes

Around a neck you used to kiss

As you choked on the tea

And walked with the weird

Seconds became years

When bitten fingernails

Were all that I had left