closure is a chapter
of a book I loved to pretend
would never end
you cannot
change the words
once they’ve been written
but oh, how you tried
denied and
lied
rearranged or erased
the narrative to better suit
your goodbye
you struck a match
and thought the gaslit
pages would burn
but darling, I am
red water, we are
blood and fire
and closure is all the words
exactly as they were written
in dripping ink.
CHAPTER II
closure is my lips
tight and drawn
and silent
why bother with a reply?
you’ll only get violent.
CHAPTER III
closure is a
door, un-
hinged
and you
are slamming on
my fingertips.
