Obsession

What is obsession?
It is not the lock of your love's hair
nor the whisper of a kiss at night
it is like a coil
unwinding and squirming inside you
its tail whipping and slashing its way
it gasps for air
it bleeds to get out
to release itself
but without you it does not live
yet it yearns for escape
into the cold dark night of your thoughts
where it will roam
fulfilled and satiated.

The more you think
your obsession will grow
and its tail will unwind
and its sides will slash you
like a rock in your throat it sits
heavy and suffocating
your breath becomes tight
like a string wound too strong
on a plastic coil
and each glimpse and thought and ache
winds the coil tighter and tighter
till it overcomes you and you drown
the obsession escapes and you are its tail
whipping and slashing your way eternally
lost