When We Decide

an original poem by alcoholicpoet.com

 i knew the lie even before it revealed its name. 

a suitcase of words. as we traveled between dormant destinations. 

we danced for hours. to the rhythm of the storm as it tried on our various faces. 

the distance copulating with all the missing variables. 

our choices arguing with the thieves under our skin. 

the tender math of reluctant strangers. struggling to reconcile a growing debt. 

love like radiation. poisoning us from within. 

an equation of emotions. weaker still against the sharp angles of consent. 

i asked him why. as if i thought there could be an answer. 

i stumbled through how. eyes closed. all remaining skin discarded. 

we were drenched in a thunderstorm of choices. 

i confessed i had left the door unlocked. 

still  it remains unopened.