boiling water has been poured over my head...

my head is burning with hot thoughts of broken love,
dripping down my face are
tears....
.... or the boiling water that was just tipped on me.

i cannot tell.

my hands are cold with negligence,
frozen fingers from the ice forming on my
finger tips....
.... or from just not being held.

i cannot tell.

i don't know what is what.
dissociated.