Shrapnel

by suicidallyanonymous

There’s leather on your tongue
and rust in your tearducts;
Your earthquake eyes
and mudslide mouth
engraved pinpricks of nihilism
into my fingernails,
like chipped ruby decals.

Remaining too long
in the absence of mind,
I’ve overlooked
the bone of contention.

Everything’s become petty
because I honestly felt sorry
for you…
please let me forget.

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