Poetry - Love is Blind

You are the anti-freeze in my veins

I have drunk you in and I am blind

Love is blind and I will never find my way again

The impulse you have imbued me with is hazardous and troubling

　

You have my blood - my life force

Spent it through a thousand schemes

It has been sprinkled on untouchables and pissed on the rich

How can I collect and claim it for my own? Who would believe me?

　

You are a cat from Cheshire mischievous and grinning

People whirl in the aftermath of your charm and narcissism

I am pooled in emotions beyond anger, injustice propels me

Feeling my way down a different path strewn with sharp bits

　

I will endure and outlive the bastard even without my sight

My weakness will be my strength like a novice nun full of belief

Miracles must happen for I have a voice and my veins are filled with green liquid

As long as the temperature does not ice me up…yes I think I’ll be fine