do you remember
shrieking “no feelings!”?
in my face
in my ear
shoving my heart
across the room
of our life
pushing it down
kicking it hard
slicing right through
creating a small,
whimpering,
tail-tucked puppy
out of the soft, tender heart
I had presented to you
at your birth.
the pain
after the others
was too great.
i had to protect
pull back, leave
gather close,
my trampled,
bruised, bloody heart
go away
somewhere safe
to recover.
but an odd thing
unexpected
has happened
as my heart
did its best
to survive.
it just
couldn’t heal
enough to conceal
the damage you’d done.
you can now see
the obvious wound
a pink, twisted scar
an up and down limp
but most pronounced
it now has a voice
that shrieks
in my face
in my ear
“no feelings!”
