And today I shall float away, empty
Carved out by your fingernails, your words, sharp.
I will scramble for purchase, swallow lead,
Tears; As I inhale, exhale, sob, smile, act.

I will tie a string around my words so
You can knot my pleas to your wrist, tugging
Me, bumping against the jagged ceiling.
And tomorrow I will sink, implode, cave-

In.  Shackled by the weight of the concealed.
My heart of mercury, poisoned, pretty,
Useless, and used I will descend to the
Bottom of the ocean to the bottom


Of the matter. I will create the new
Current through my nostrils: Trying to breathe.