I Don't Know How to Write About Love

I don’t know how to write about love

so I break rhymes on words

harder than my cock 

and promises on rocks

until it leaves us both in pieces

of paper scattered

across my floor like our bodies

as we listen to music.

so much more pleasing

hearing the melodic heartbreak

of those bursting in love

into beautiful

musical

pieces. 

I don’t know how to love.

I don’t know how to love

and it’s fine.

It’s just a little disheartening

sometimes.