cacography

you have to tell me what you like
she said
later i said
i like you i said
better and better
but all this talking 
makes us hurt

the forming of words
(i'm saying)
with letters
scarlet and otherwise
in an accepted order
reveals i am
no wizard

i cannot spell
i cannot name
i cannot count

be with you she said
closer without discloser
yes, curse this salt, this snow
these acronyms of our desire,
this frozen blood, this tetering,
this cacography of our bettering