visions

hypo

love is hypotonic.

the world around you slows down,

and all sensory input becomes

numb and semi-atonal except for

the one sense that you can actually

feel accelerating, and it just

sits there writihing in your

throat until the warmth distributes

itself to all parts of your skin

and your soul, and even though

the rest of the world is discord,

well, maybe you've found a harmony.

love is hypotonic.