Déchirure

Obsession

Division

Rejection

Hush

A search for fusion

A search for absolute

Symbiosis

I am you

You are me

No

It cannot last

Your interest is fleeting.

My toy, my toy

Is not perfect anymore

In rage, in disappointment,

I want to break it down

No matter that usage

Entails wear

That the law of entropy

Is unavoidable

My thirst for ideal, for absolute

Supersedes common logic

Pouting, sulking,

Like a damaged toy, I want to reject you.

My body is ambivalent

Oscillating between dormancy and awakeness

Biology

Physiology

Psychology

All with contradictory interests

All with idiosyncratic pursuits

Physical moisture,

Blind to psychology, understanding,

Manipulates the puppet towards your warm body

Psychology is unimpressed

Obsession is looping in the mind

It’s not absolute anymore

It’s not perfect anymore

I’m neglected, let my body be so as well

No more caresses

No more kisses

No more nothing.

The frontier between symbiosis and parasitism is blurry

Déchirure

My constant companion

My mental interlocutor

In boredom, you look the other way

I have to let you go

But habits die hard

¿Como?

No more fusion?

No more complicity?

Oh rage! Oh despair!

Oh poisoned friendship!

In loops it goes

In loops it grows

No more! No more!

Kill it all!

If the symbiote goes

The symbiosis perishes

But can’t it be salvaged?

Be sensible

Ground your feet

Listen to reason

Enjoy the good

Let him choose

Let him reach

Let it go.