you told me words I did not want to hear today.
and I gathered myself up
in calm reserve
to prevent the spit and scorn from
escaping my lips
but intentions of the mind battle against
the force of my heart and
instead you only crush me
(a thousand pieces
shredded into the earth)
I am a dim figure
a sorry heroine
killed by her own
lust, waiting for only one
sign that will release me
from the violent detachment
of your being