Vexed

I should sleep
 (But I can't)
 I should leave
 (But I can't)
 I should strip the paint from the room,
 Close the windows to the blinds
 Bind the door with the broom
 — Her fingers, and her lies,
 The hauntings that occur in the attics of her eyes
 I don't know how you can be so calm.
 I should finish what I start
 I should put down the pen
 No, I must write the beginning
 And end it again.
 — Her anger, and her wiles,
 Her clever little game
 You watch as she destroys
 What she would rather maim
 I don't know how you can be so calm.
 One lover to the next.
 One scorned, another vexed.
 And the plot that's caught between them is unraveling.
 I'm sleeping in midair
 Terrified of touching down
 And scraping ground
 Afraid the sound
 Of nervous laughter will never leave me
 The one who cannot meet herself in the mirror
 — Never knowing which image will first look away
 And which mutation will attach itself to her face
 — I stay away.
 I stay away.
 I don't know how you can be so calm.
 One lover to the next:
 Do you agree to intercede
 Or would you rather oversee
 This plot that's caught between you
 (Is unraveling).
 There's one lover to the next
 One scorned, another vexed.
 And I'm the plot
 That's caught
 Between you.
 I don't know how you can be so calm.