today like all days I fight
with you with me with life
you have planted a seed
a spore
that spreads
contaminated body
no one will love me
no one will hold me
not I
I was so young
was
was
was
pure
innocent
and true
Beautiful
not I
sweet
no more
Where do you keep my smile?
In your pocket, close to your. . . self?
Has it been lost?
and devalued
When will you take the hate, the pain, the anger that is yours. . .
I hold in my teeth
too tough to chew, too big and bitter to swallow
You hold a picture in my mind
a little girl I forgot to save
a big brother I forget to kill, to hate
a picture worth a thousand tears
a picture called a memory
of many
Did grandpa teach you?
Did he know that?
He taught you well
so affeciant at killing me, you were
so persistent at stabbing me
with your knife
after you sucked me dry
so that I didn't bleed
But I still got the wounds
and they can't heal until I do
wounds with no one to tend to

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