Cardboard Hearts
mascara down her cheeks
I see myself there
in that
melting ash
she always hated eating alone
makes her feel isolated
she spoke
“We’ve both been numb
for a while anyway.
We’ll be a bad memory
eventually.
Fuck it.”
that detached declaration
punched me in the stomach
I hadn’t experienced this side
she had teeth like
chunks of dynamite
her tongue was
a lit match
we were silent for a minute
maybe longer
the wood floor was slippery
my ears started to ring
then suddenly she whispered
venomously
“I hope you’re ready
for what’s next.”
I’m really not but
for now
this is the end