felt it

.....and my tides crawled through a madness brought on by your glib kiss
all the blood running free naked and mad through my veins
slowed
thickened with cold
at a brave thought

(yes
the poet says
'you thick my blood with cold'
true)

all these voices
in my head raised in a kind of greek chorus
urged me on
act now, do this
or you will never forgive yourself
never be happy....

so i left my churned bed