we placed our broken hearts together
& rejoiced at how our jagged lines matched up
But with every twist and turn
your sharp edges
cut into my soft wet heart
Instead of blood,
an aching sickly desperation poured out
from those fresh and tender wounds
I tried to hide the mess
the unnatural way
I spilled
& spooled
& sputtered out of myself
Until one day,
my soft wet heart
now tattered and splattered
lay empty at your unmoved feet
& only then
could I bend down to pick it up
place it gently in my chest
& walk away