Andre

I remember; falling in love with

you.

Late nights: wondering, hoping

You would see me. Can you see me?

Eyes blurry, no glasses, the decimation of my retina.

You taught me blindness

I can’t fix you. But I can

Break you

Better than anything else.

Am I your medicine yet?

(Your smell -old spice and damaged goods- hanging in the air like an omen)

Thorns bristling, glass cutting like water, shivering, no air. Gulp.

Too fast.

Lights flashing:

yellow,

green,

RED!

I remember. Do you?