radiant

I am
  shaking ligaments,
       tender machinations,
   unrealistic ideologies of an
arbitrary                              cynicist.

     [gaps between
  human sympathy
are toxic; breathing
is a chore. there is
 a careful warmth in the
    combined effort of
      necessity's unwanted
       side effects.]

we are the forgotten.
we are the tangled limbs
and childhood stories for
a more sensitive future; we
are the longing, we are
the limitless.

    we are measured
  in the people we touch;
and I will love you
     in the UV light of
                            hide and seek paranoia.
       I love you in the red shimmer
     of harbored dreams, I love you
in the industrial glow
             of sleeping giants.
                      I love you
                             in the dark
                      when you do not see the
hurt staining my skin, the
             heavy sorrow pooling
                         in my eyes, the shaking
             in my fingers they couldn’t
diagnose.