I Want You to See

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I want you to see the hole in my shirt where yourheart went through like a Colt 45, and openeda dream at the back of the neck. Here, let me unbutton it for you.Notice the ribs, those sweet things you loved, notice the insides,the parchment lampshades, the books, the furniture. Notice yourselfsitting, holding my hand on a winter night, notice the look inmy eyes, now close it all up and walk away.

Stumble, pretend you're dead. Just for me, pretend you can behurt by something so simple as a failed emotion. Pretend you have seenloss. For god's sake what was I holding when you said good morning.

© Pier Giorgio Di Cicco