you are not in your room
i throw up the things i want to say
all over your bed
they are messy and violent
will you sleep tonight?

i have not slept since that time
under the monkeybars at the old playground
your mouth held the taste of old love
when i wanted something that was entirely mine
i was selfish and a child
i did not understand
how she ate chunks of your heart
and left only poison
my stomach cannot digest leftovers
not yet.