i never knew the meaning of wrenching
until tonight, when my body tried
alone on the floor,
cold in the dark,
to make this thing stop being a part of me.
i never knew the meaning of wrenching
until tonight, when my mind dry-heaved
up from the trenches,
out from the crevices,
boiling rock and an avalanche of nothingness.
i had no idea the meaning of wrenching
until tonight, when my all of me shattered
so busy screaming
i forgot to look for pieces
and there's not a one to hold my hand.
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