Kurzschluss | poetry | figurative drawing

love was the last thing to cross your mind

-I don’t think it did at all-

you didn’t want it anywhere near you, love

I don’t deserve love, such a thing, to be close to me

love me, despite all the things my body contains

you didn’t think this love was right at all

it shouldn’t even exist, like you, possibly, like you

is that what you were thinking

is that what you couldn’t overcome

what disgusted you, what you rid yourself of

a body not to be loved, a soul, thereby, beyond repair

love, away from it all, from me, I’ll have none of it, here

you wouldn’t let love take the fall for this

you wouldn’t let love be a blemished thing

when is it not, when are we clean

you abandoned love on your way out

it never left your side

I can’t handle it

it doesn’t belong to me

show yourself to me

I know who you are

sit with it

there

the kind of love that doesn’t walk away

I think you forgot who you are

the world made you think that you deserved this

you integrated a death sentence into your body

why did you let them in

and not love

not us

My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2023 | Instagram: croque_melpomene

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