your shattered life
sixty-four poems ago you asked
if my words were spoken
in admiration of another girl
and i wanted to say yes,
or say no but you don’t know the girl
and i probably would have,
but i learned a lesson from someone else
that you should always be honest no matter the consequences
&that you should never give up on love
so i said no, (mumble) they’re about you
that moment will be forever engraved in my head
even if you break your memories against my head
and the glass shatters in
and the blood pours out,
i still would remember ever moment immediately following that
and i’d still remember how your voice sounded
(the next day on the phone)
i heard it for three hours,
i should have it memorized
and i do. love you
i would help you pick up the shattered pieces of your life
but they’re beginning to float out into the ocean
and if we took them all back,
what would the fish use,
to kill their friends?