Sigma

Ah, I just
I just can't have it.
Those arms about me, wrapped all in blankets such that
I'm no longer a part of the earth or any mortal coil--it's all us, falling graciously
Into new silken realms all spin state up, all quantum numbers forbidden.

So much forbidden fruit (so great the legions haunting me).
I'm not done yet!  It was the best of times out there, fathoms deep.
It was warmth no analogue knows--this part is boring, I'm sorry-- I digress.

I'm not even sad.  There is just another person in me dissatisfied with every good thing I have and who is always lying lying lying lying lying lying lying

L Y I N G

to ME;
About what is actually important in this life and what is carnal, easy, plain, the worlds, not at all what I really desire, loaded with magnets sharpened to throw my compass all the way south when true North is all I want.

I will sleep soundly tonight.  Just like last night.  I have so much to be grateful for.