the chills never saw the summer heat
not that we would ever meet
I’m a little sick inside
and don’t even know what to say
it was my participle dangling
all over your jagged verse
I liked you
the way you cursed
when you came
It’ll never be the same
worse, better
apart, together
spreading chapters in unheld inhibition
in every conceivable position
I craved you
my drug of choice
becoming my voice
you made me better
when I was a little sick inside








Perfectly said….
Thanks Adira
Powerful and courageous…
<#3
Thanks C
This one has bones & flesh…& teeth. Good to see your words again
Thank you Willow
So insightful and well written
Much respect
Naaj
Thanks Naaj
Oh my goodness, Tim. This is just amazing… a three-way allusion. Such a beautiful interchange of reference from one to the other… withdrawal symptoms, sex, literary elements. I see the analogies melded together, the physical and emotional relationships. This is really smart. I love how you use rhyme in this piece and the second person narrative approach, which makes it more powerful. Very talented.
Your words are sure fire penetration.
You’re a constant resonation ❤️ more please and please.
Powerfully penned, Tim. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian