it won't be too hard
to find another
you,
but I could do better--
i just need an upgrade,
a phone that will take pictures
of my new lover,
a popped button off his collar, easily fixed
and the temporary kindness
i could find in a more genuine soul.

so yes, you're replaceable.

World around me:*
Produce, slave. Move!
Eat.
Sleep.
Produce.
Prognosis – fatal.

Me:
Wow, coffee heals all wounds.
What a beautiful day ahead.
What impressive words I'll have said.
What will they think of me when I'm dead?

World around me:
Remember,
You are replaceable.
You are a cog.
The machine is God.

Me:
What about a drive,
A good read,
A pipe on the porch and a walk?

I rely on an empty countenance,
A guise to hide the storm behind my eyes.
The world needs a smile and a hammer.
I thrive on words.
I survive on heart.

How long will it take you
To forget the smell on my hair?
How long before you stop coming to my room
Out of habit?
How quickly will your heart stop aching
At the mention of my name?
A month? A week? A day?
Did you ever need me?
Will you miss me at all?
While I lie here alone
Crying for your touch,
Will you move on?
How long will it take you
To find another?
Prettier. Skinnier. Smarter.
More talented. Better.
Will her smile outshine
All your memories of me?
Will her hands be softer,
Her feet prettier,
Will she be bolder and brighter
Than I ever was?
How long will it take you
To replace me?