Today 3.28.13 Poem by Angel Roth

Today i am cold.
my eyes are cold
my lips are cold
the underside of my knee is cold.
today my bone marrow got too drunk and began to scream and beat its dearest love and left me.
today i am hollow.

you are warm, today.
you are warm in your teeth
and in your hair
and in your eyebrows, you are warm.
today your warmth tugged at the corners of my cold lips as i sat silently listening to your best friend's energy.
today i preferred your warmth.

but it could not complete me today.
i needed substance,
something i could not ask you to give.

tomorrow, maybe, i'll make my own substance.
it will fill me and my bones and make me warm, too.
it will become my epitome and i won't need your substance.
maybe tomorrow, you'll find my substance appealing and (though it won't have been my intent) you will love me for all i have brought myself to be.

but for today i will sit.
quietly in your warmth.
contentedly cold.

today you will give my eyes
and my lips
and my knees
and my bones

courage.