Canto II

Monday

What a crazy day

Time after time

The thought of you—

I sent you so many messages...

This is becoming insane!

I haven’t slept, nor eaten much

Since our first date

This may be the haze

Working off the lightning energy

I harvested

When your hand reached mine.

I’m disoriented

My mind can’t disconnect

One more thought of you.

And I dissipate into thin air.

Now, I will close my eyes

Enter this dark forest that calls me in

Dante, be my guide

You know well this path.

Blinded

I’m lost in a universe of thoughts

I can’t find my way back

Nor do I want to.

Is it still Monday?

It’s cold in here.