Reliquary
My severed bones can be found on eBay
My torn ligaments and pieces of the heart you broke
My body has become food for relics
Someday you’ll find me beneath a church or abbey
My uterus gracing it’s alter - or rather beneath it’s alter
Hidden but the main part of worship - unlike how you stopped
Worshiping me
I didn’t need your adoration
I’d simply become used to it
Like god has become used to the prayers of the faithful
Constant even when they don’t mean a word they say
I’d like to say you tricked me
But it was just as much me as you who -
Became addicted to worship
Dear girl,
I can’t take back the mistakes I made
But I can give them to you
Along with every piece of me
Planting signs of our love along the road to Rome
My toes, my inner ear, my vulva
Hoping that in preserving them
I’m preserving us.
One Thought
Urgent heart
I miss you
Like bodies swimming in shallow water
Or electrons coursing through silver veins
I spilled gold on pictures
Check my watch
One more thought
Hats catch heads
Glasses catch eyes
Tired, tired legs
Before I met you kissing was simple
Just lick and touch
Now
Now where was I?
I'm always losing things these days.