You’re like lyrics

To a song that won’t

Get out of my head.

 

Elusive. Maddening. Viral.

 

You’re the sickness

Clinging to my lungs

in winter.

 

Grasping. Weakening. Chill.

 

You’re the elements

Like water, rain

or hurricane.

 

Torrential. Destructive. Breathtaking.

 

You’re my own

Personal poltergeist

Always.

 

Lurking. Unsettling. Haunting.

 

 

[From the “Emo Angst” Poetry Series by VP Anderson]