Losing touch

Unfamiliar hands touching me
Violence coiled just underneath my skin
bound in contradiction
Insomnia and black coffee
crack softly the borders
between words, phrases
sentences, paragraphs
sentiments, ideas
faces, names
voices, demeanors
Patterns.
Variables.
clarity, incomprehensibility
Who are you?
and...why are we friends?
You love me, I can tell, but
you're just information.
curiosity.
Energies of shifting color and density
Erratic and transient intensity
the mastery thereof never quite found.
Negative reflections of the false formulas
swallowed but unmetabolized