A breached oyster-my heart now open-sours.
There can be nothing left in the end
no vapor trail, no outlines to pit the earth.
I want no part of you, not even reflection.
Let me not solidify here
with my anguished hands
still wringing the receiver.
My tears are too much for you,
they are oceans howling.
I replicate in attendance.
A virus, I have a mind to infect you,
to stiffen your smile before it chances to fall.
Do not ignore me
if it doesn’t hurt how can I
justify my investments?
My God I am pitiful,
whimpering, simpering, dangling
my nerves as if to snare.
I do not love you quite so much anymore
I see now that these treacheries,
these homicides are the shapes
of my own unaccountable fear.
Feet ghosting a sapphire ceiling
I have lived my whole life
upside down, legs crossed,
stomach bare as a drum.
There is strength in anonymity
and a predilection for despair.
Still feeling wobbly and stuck