Complements in Context

You’re a trashman,

Picking me up when I’m down in the dumps.

You’re nicotine gum,

Calming me and breaking my habits.

You’re a pooper scooper,

Cleaning me up when I’m a piece of shit.

You’re a forest fire,

burning me down to grow anew.

You’re solitary confinement,

Driving me crazy yet showing me myself.

You are stitches,

closing what I cannot heal.

You’re carbon dioxide,

making it hard to breathe.

You’re a blackhole,

mind boggling and all consuming.

You are a virus,

changing my biology.

You’re a mutation,

forever altering my DNA.

You are you,

and unlike anything I’ve ever known.