A careless stab that lands
Upon an open wound, you
Just would not let heal.
Smiling and calm, bury a knife deep in my belly
Pregnant with love, conceived for you.
The blade, ever so softly,
In teasing little tugs and jarring little pulls
Your words smooth and sleek, velvet gloved, jagged ends concealed, no one suspects
Till I rouse the goddess with my cries and then
I am to blame for my loudness,
My lack of ease.
Didn’t you know?
Love bleeds out, slowly, softly
A gentle whisper upon sleeping ears
Until it finally departs and leaves
A large gaping crater beneath?
You wouldn’t even know,
Everything you believe to be the ultimate ‘truth’
May not be the truth you see.
I am a catfish, larger than life, not
Without my scales and edges
And you prick me with pins, believing
This is love, wanting me to be
The goldfish that you would have me be.
Your fishbowl tightens around me
Like a noose, as I grow
And I grow and I grow and
Your fish bowl won’t fit me anymore.
What will you do? Release me to sea?
Or spear me through the heart
Letting me bleed to death in my sleep?