BATTERED hearts breathe tonight
through one lung
the other cut up
but not floating

her stomach was bloated
but it's only air
he didn't even notice she was there

one look revealed she didn't belong
with kisses thrown
and caught
on sticky sleeves

she was his

hands clasping
fingers grasping
at stability glimpsed but gone
and fall down the stairs

it's early
but tonight
it's a peck a fortune
hidden
and not knowing all that lied just below his skin
she ripped it off.


I am nothing, just a mirror in the palm of your hand,reflecting your kindness, your sadness, your anger.
Rumi - Hidden Music