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Tears upon tears--
do you not want me anymore?

From birth, you whispered
‘Til death do us part
and now your fingers grasp at straws of disconnected joints as you
hacksaw through our once comfortable union.

Did I not give you everything, Beloved?
Did I not love your muscular face,
as well as your bony hips?

You sought steadier footing,
and took all the bones for yourself
as if you and I were never one
as if I had nowhere important to go.

And you, out of everything
should know I was never last for an appointment
until you broke my spirits and
my heart.

-D.E.M