I have a memory that kills me Like shards of glass sliding through my atrium, Undetectable until it has ripped an Irreparable hole in my heart. His arm is tightened around my neck, Pulling me to him, My fear thicker than the air I could not breathe. And then it was over, Over like the red and sweat of my face As the oxygen rushed back in. Therapist says it was not an accident. In 30 seconds he had tested me. I was controllable. Pass or fail Depends on who you ask.