Drop your words into my flesh.
Sink this anchor built of breath.

Drag through the gravel of my chest
This iron burden you’ve confessed.

Snap these veins and scrape these bones,
Catch on ribs, tear through soul.

Dig up nerves like rooted seaweed,
Snag on tissue, rip reality.

In the expanse from ribs to hipbones settle.
Rest your secret made of metal.

In the blood-stained sand overtop my spine
Your words are a weight of fifty thousand and nine.

Like anchors cut through the floor of the sea,
You slice my heart in blades of three.

How you carve me up with your sharp-edged lips,
You drag your razor through your wrists.