i stared at you far too long (at distance)

until i thought my chest was caving in

until the ants were crawling on the backs

of my arms and legs.

and i spun at that point:

out of my mind the story wandered

and all chaos was controlled,

by the blinking of my lids-

those slow milliseconds innumerated

by the short times i wasnt watching you-

i cant watch you always

for that fear that the pulsing of my eyes

might lose you for eternity.