Neglect
My heart beat;
the breathing bellows
to my fire.
My blood;
the trickling waterfall
to my lake.
My lungs
absorbing the universe
that I ignore.
Neglect is a
special skill
of mine.
How can I love
another body when
I run mine dry.
How can I
let the kindle
burn to ash.
Let the air
turn stale
inside me.
Let my hair
lose its shine -
my nails break.
The rhythm of
my heart become
merely a whisper.
Beating, begging,
tapping
at my chest;
“Let me out,
Let me breathe,
Let me flow again.”