The stain on your chest
A mess I left
As if
For something for you to remember me by.

It is where
My heart
It sank
Caved in
And then exploded.
It leaks out
In hopes of saving itself.


Contorted by your magical look
It had me hooked
I’m still wiggling.


I do wish
But never expect
A reply.


Hanging out
On the wire
Obsessed
With the idea
That a simple spark
Could start a fire.