I Am Incapable Of Writing Love Poems Poem by Kaitlin Van Zile

you and
your rust coated voice,
your tongue rolling over my name, biting down on the two lonely consonants with your smile
that sound weaves through my thoughts
like the constant rattling of a homeless mans shopping cart,
and the companionship of the pet hornets that he keeps in a mason jar
since his three legged dog
drowned
with one word tied to each limb.
i love you.
i love you.
i love you.
it weighs me down in the most sensational of ways.
it keeps my wax wings from approaching the sun,
icarus no more, you keep me here.
you exhale your warm breath on the window of my mind
and draw our initials in the condensation
i can only see my reflection in our names,
i can only peer at the world through your chicken scratch,
i can only see everything else through
us.
us.
us.