Organism

Scent of hair and flesh,

like dirt and trees and sky, 

fills lungs with water,

drowning in emotions,

mislead by tales of lovers,

on sugar coated oceans,

that never really were.

This animal of feeling,

which particles absorb,

filter through to blood

pump through lungs to heart,

two bodies - one plane,

sensory overload,

synapses in the brain

threaten to explode --

drown it out with sound,

beat it out in verbs,

adjectives abound,

dancing on the nerves,

travel through the soles

of feet upon life's path,

ragged, worn - disbelieving -

the pain in aftermath.

Left with shattered bits,

concepts once believed,

new realms of depth in feelings

in pleasures pain's perceived.