YOU

You existed
in another phase
another life
another maze
that you graced.
A maze I made out of.
And yet
there still are days
when I open
the back of my
spine
and pull out
pieces
of you.

TIME

Ten months
Three days
And Sixteen hours ago
I stood at my sink
looked at my
bloodshot eyes
and sutured
my ribcage shut
slashing
carelessly
at the loose threads
hanging outside…
too delicate
to shove
back in.
So when you asked me
to trust you
and un-suture
my chest
and you found
blank eyes
staring back at you,

it was just me
calculating
all this while.