Friday, January 6, 2012

Either Way

You break my heart either way
Whether you come for me or not
You leave me like a wet persimmon
I am cut and I am raw.
A feeling just above my breast
Heaviness and lightness that converge
You are the snake that can digest
Itself, it's body, and then so purge.

I am the grass you slide across,
Tasting, touching what you will
Although I try, I cannot kill--
To lose yourself is the greatest loss.

It costs me everything I once knew
Losing hopes and finding fears
Near where I thought I had left you that day
And whether you came for me or not, you broke my heart either way.

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