Like a jagged little pill
and a dream
you are.

sealed off from me
but such a big part of me now.
You're jagged and sharp and full of deep crevices and holes
that need mending

work for the careful, tender
hands of an artist
but you cut me
bit me, gnash at me and then gnaw
like jaws you are

you have taken a huge, jagged chunk of my flesh
flesh full of my essence and spirit, out of me
and flecks of spittle and anger still mar my face
like lines of war, like scars, like the Marianas Trench
like a green line down my forehead, nose, lips, chin
dividing it…and this was supposed to be love.