Little Things

It's the

Little things 

that get

Me off

That little 

Nudge

That gets

Me over 

the edge 

No Crumbs 

Left

Only 

Sprinkling off

The cliff

I fall…

It's the 

Little things 

That can fuck me up

Like an aglet 

On a

Shoelace

A thought

That 

Goes round 

N

Round 

In my head

Like a merry-go-round 

I need to

Get out 

Of it

I'm buffering

In bed

Blankly

stare

At the wall…

It's 

The little things 

That can

Turn me on

Like a text/ touch

Attraction 

Holding hands in 

public 

Those

little things

That ignite

desire,

make me harder / taking me /higher

It can be something you said 

Or

The elephant in

My head

Throwing me off

Those small details

I latch onto

and catch

They can take

the brick out

of the house

Leaving it

all

falling

down

The 

House

Crumbling 

To the 

ground 

I can 

Understand

How little things

Can impede a cog

In a machine 

Or get

Things

Started…