I could drink it all down
swallowing in
pride in my draining
look how strong
I've grown even in
this body this body
Preforming this art
wish whispered into your mouth
instead of your ear

I remember
laying under a tent of your shirts
stretched thin
Now you act like it's your skin I peeled rind
you demand so much in return
Steeply
spending the treasury of my blood
you need to take responsibility
bull without a ring
without cause
you fight anyone you think wrong
spinning but who bucked who

you’re the original revival
The phantom
phase
in my museum of love
you're now an exhibit
I like to visit
trailing
my hands on the velvet ropes
I have to buy a ticket from the front desk to see the tour
because you don't know my face
a stranger stealing glances

turned for a moment
you were gone
the exhibit closed permanently
I don't know how to say goodbye
because I hadn't said hello in a decade
our ancient bones
in the dumpster out back
the only value left
gilded coffin that I built
hoping we could fix tragedy

you go to your museum
somewhere in a hallway to the bathroom  
by the gift shop
I hang on the wall
you pass by
but you never stop