Surrender

We dive into controversy
A deep divide;
Conurbation of trumpeting rioters
Housed in a heart reduced to smoke,
She speaks;
Her words make you choke.
As you try to finagle freedom
You watch yourself,
Debased below the nothingness
she at the very least, thinks you are.
For a moment;
You die,
And as she rains;
You awaken,
and of all the noise in the air,
Nothing could be more mordant.
So you endure a couple more lines
Resolve into the safety of your silence
She finds it deafening
No, no; unsettling
She forks out some more
And somehow you manage to think;
Had she been more passionate
When we fuck;
She, the venom of your life,
must not know this thought.
Yes, she; the love of your life,
She walks in & you surrender.

Fimisola-Samuel
5 May 16