If you were the goddess reigning over us all

I would desperately, pathetically, devotedly

Drink the air you pumped into our atmosphere

I would dive in streams and love the trees

In an attempt to taste your essence.

In a thousand years I would wage wars in your name

Irrationally and unproductively

Because that’s not what you would ask

And it would not elevate me in your eyes.

 

If you were the cold I would stand naked in your tundra

And let you destroy me

I would let you freeze me, assault me with your bitterness

I would let you freeze me until I burned

And my body was black

And useless

Would that release me from a life without you?

 

If you were death, as I suspect you are,

The juice infecting our psyches and permeating our purple hearts,

I would make myself your servant

I would follow you through your sick appointments

Taking notes of ways I could please you

Charm you

Knowing all along

Your kiss is inevitable

My death is close

 

You’re my giant elephant in the sky

Saving me without the slightest clue how

My voice is small

I am small

I am timid and terrified

Of you becoming my universe.

The one thing that saves me from this and terrifies me more

Is that maybe you already are.