The Love Electric
Written by Kriti Raju
I run the barbell of my tongue ring against my teeth
as a jailer would his baton on prison bars
and intimidate my voice into
giving up your name.
I demand the right to call my attorney!
You cannot make me
I am going to hold on
to your name as though
it is prayer
to speak your name is to take it in vain
to write it down is to document it
there is a structural deficit in my medium of love.
I cannot speak of it nor write of it
there is an electrical transmission
perhaps I can email you my love with no attachments
Are you sure you want to send? There is no attachment included in this email.
Can you read between the lines? There are no lines to speak of
I fell asleep with shreds of paper in my teeth
fortune cookie futures
all with your name on it.
I chew on remnants of hearts and souls and soul mates
and all the achy-tooth promises that you made
when you were seventeen.
there's a space between
what i say and what i mean to say
and no words to fill it.
Maybe it's an electrical transmission
I'll leave it blank.
You can read between the lines.