by: shelbi henny

dangerous to 
spell the incomparable 
tenacity that drips
through fangs 
cautions to the 
evidence
we aligned reasoning 
that substance can't
cure
and wine us down
to middling in 
corners that spew
and the secret 
that proportions
our need to want
each other
and the levels
to self destruct 
hanging over 
the ruling to 
measure time
and carve lonely
into subtle words
that try rum 
and cut yeast
to brew 
you knew this
already 
just as I knew
you 
spells cast 
normality 
in strangers 
and force them 
to connect 
isn't this love 
in a subconscious 
state
meaning we connect
in drastic ways
separating in 
cognate 
with cognac on 
dinner plates