Tonight's Poet Corner: You Caught Me
You Caught Me by Belinda Roddie I never felt the way I do now until you kissed me while I was still crying. It was like each tear was simply seasoning added to the exchange, the salt we needed to add sharpness. Just the right amount of it. I know the mousetrap closed on me long ago, but the bait was too enticing, and the pain they said would linger is nonexistent. Like faith sucked into a vacuum. Like oxygen abandoned in a bottle in the middle of the universe. Adrenaline is best mixed with rum. Endorphins, I prefer added to champagne. And seratonin - my God, I need the pills to regulate it, but you incentivize it, and like the stock market, it skyrockets before it dips, and I crave sugar. Sugar from your lips, your contact, sweet sensation left in particles on my tongue. Fuck the fear of diabetes: I'm only interested in feeling this way forever, our bodies curved around each other like metal springs.