My heart is glass
Put back together with tape
It is a sidewalk chalk drawing
Half washed away
It is a playground
Put together with superglue
But you
Punched through the glass
Breaking and entering
But you
Let it rain
And didn’t miss the art
But you
Bulldozed the park
And put up a cemetery
But you
Didn’t put flowers next to my grave
Didn’t come to talk to my headstone
And you
Walked away
Knuckles unscathed
Still dry
Not longing for a swingset
And you
Walked off into the sunset
Perfectly fine
But here lies me