Vollendung | poetry

I’m so torn and cut open

it stopped to hurt

I stared at the wounds you inflicted

and saw a painting that I didn’t draw

what I could be instead

what I could do instead

of belonging to you

I could live in sacred spaces

in darkness

where you took what I did not offer

I reclaim it

the darkness

that hid your sins

that showed me your real face

what about the world that I wanted

and imagined and pursued

you put it in your pocket

and never gave it back to me

like a worn-out handkerchief

killed by your features

with the end stitched into its borders

you encapsulated me

in the electric imagination

of my suspended desire

My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2023 | Instagram: croque_melpomene

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