I am borderline
Straddling the border between persistence and nonexistence
Straddling your hips with a kiss at your insistence
My lips spill cacophonous “yesses” but I do not want this.

I sip anger like fine wine
Trying desperately to break my own spine
We’re alive and outside the lines on the page
Red-scribbled rage
Be cordial at the mic
Get angry backstage

I am borderline
Dying for forehead kisses
This is why we’re nonexistent
Instant bliss spirals to loneliness –

I’m stuck
Out of luck
While we’re fucking
I’m sucking the life out of me
See, it just never came up