(You) Lost in Context
Congratulations.
This fury made me sweat.
Devilish heat blasting at my face.
You, so undeserving,
Yet you possess me.
I got lost in a glance,
In a maze with moving hedges.
You chained me down in your folie,
Your structured pin-sharp sentences
That constructed crosswords in my mind.
Your beating art, a kidnapper with rope at its feet.
I surrender but
Oh stubborn me?
My sign?
My shouts?
My cries?
You heard it all
Yet nothing at all.
You got me.
You’re heartless.
You really are.
Congratulations.