What do
we really mean
when we say..
the words that we
so often do..
The holy trinity.
“I love you.”

I am its subject.
You are its predicate.
There is a hygienic
hospitality of etiquette..
by which these words
are oh.. so.. often uttered..
and by which these
utterances are
received..
but come on.
What the fuck
do we really mean?

Well, I know
that I am.
I also know,
presumably,
that you are.
And what’s
between us?
Well, a verb..
but does it get us
all that far?

In fact, it gets us
just about
as far..
as anything
would ever dare
to go.
Because the verb
in question..
is love.