the trade

the trade

please take all my love.
drain me of it
access it through every orifice
and imbibe it like a tonic.

i will be left a sack
my youth and my essence deplete
i will cease to scan the earth for things to put into myself.
i will be hollowed-howless and hung.

then again, we could trade.
if you've light and colors and dreams
replenish the palate of my mind.
give me new dimensions.

i await await wait