How can you cut me off
The way you cut off a stranger
if only hours ago my poem was still about you?
How can you leave me
The way you left your keys on the counter
Careless. Clinical. Cold.

Cut the knife a little deeper, come on
Don't be shy. Look me in the eyes as you bleed
my soul dry. Did I ever love you? You me?
Marlboros lit, tears dry, bitter and blood on
my tongue the way you used to mark me

A stray cat without a home. That's how you left
me on a cold Sunday morning. How you
Broke your own heart as well as mine.
Back in the shadows, back to vacant eyes and circling
souls wanting a piece of me.
But never again you.