There is no connection here
Severed-
You love you like the four year old buries a goldfish
Tail in the air- falling towards the water
And then forgotten
In the blink of a flush
Me in a funeral box
Me wailing and beating for life
On the velvet solidity
Me falling further from breath
There is no connection here
Cut-
You like a bad paper snowflake
Snipped one time too many
Left crumbled
At the bottom of a trash can
Me dangling out of the oven
Me- Porcelain stillness
Me dried by the carbon flow
On linoleum
There is no connection here
And there might never be one
But for this quiet instant
We should just exist
No strings no arrows no bows
Shot out into the night like air
from air
to air
magnetic connecting ions
butter on toast
risen on something
to fall mouth open on something else
I want to water your dry petals