so I laughed
when you 
tore me apart
I was hysterical
when you 
threw me
to those
hungry dogs
what if I
wasn't trapped
always shackled
to this forlorn
maybe I would
laugh hysterically
at what delirium
is simply left
of my torn sky
atmosphere plummeting
down to solid
destructive ground
if only love
would be instructive
whatever should
I ever
constructively do
if I could
surely commit
invest and remit
manifesting fire
ultimately redirect
insanity in my life
my careless desire
share and reconnect
fashionably darling
to something
I could laugh at
rationally disconnect
from everything
I laugh at hysterically
since all that
raucous desire
is never cautious
sometimes even dire
when you throw me
to your pack of dogs
when you tear me up
shackling me forever
to your clever gods
when you laugh
as I ignite myself
into yet another
raging fire
I can't help 
but bother
wearing grief's attire
to wonder
why laughing
is that odd sign
of something
truly amiss
something that is
truly broken
something that is
really trying
even those
argent words
that have
been spoken
laughing raucously
words that
wound us up
grinding us
founding madness
with love's
marginal tokens
we end up
wrapped in sadness
always bleeding
we wake up
broken and crying
some mystical
newly found
unsound revelation
laughing maniacally
while rapture
grips us
as we always
end up dying
so as I toss
my broken heart
beyond grief
that raging sea
I still wonder why
it couldn't have been
just love my darling
enveloping both of us
navigating true devotion
entranced by love
that blue deep sea
passion embracing
both of us
together love
just you and me

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