A farewell to sadness
and did not believe a single word
I was spitting out.
So maybe all that I have inside me -
all the water in my heart
and the salt in my mouth
and the blood in my lungs -
maybe I will come to love and
understand it all
if a god decides to place his hand on my heaving chest and smile.
(Do you know how much the spasms hurt? When I try to cough up my life but all that comes out is dry smoke and rotting bone).
You asked me if ice had any calories
I wanted to cry and yell at your teeth
when you degrade yourself, you hurt me.
But I kept quiet and shook my head
because this pain is not for me to dispel
and we will have to wait for some gods
to make us whole again
if ever whole we were.