you asked
let me in
you say
tell me why you do this
you say
my mouth opens
the sounds that come out fall to the ground
just a tad too dark for your ears
maybe somewhere a whale hears
i pay you to listen
as i would pay a blind man to
rate my painting
the light is too loud
i say
and you close the blinds
everywhere
i say
and you open them
but slowly
let me in
you say
tell me why you do this
you say
i remove my shirt
grab the lamp
ignore the bright pain
direct the handheld sun onto my torso
do you see the scars
i say
do you see the pain
i say
you stare in shock impatience confusion
and say
no
you asked
i answered
now watch
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