Tinfoil

Rainer Maria

god damn it,

i'm not talking about my heart

like it's something you could break.



there's no convincing you

i'm not sick.



when i say "heart",

nothing comes to mind.

drug stores make me feel good.

think of silver around my wrist,

i'm not well.

your chest is a cage for my letters,

and your handwriting's better than mine.



god damn it,

i'm not talking about my heart

like it's a tinfoil valentine.



call an ambulance.

i don't want to walk home alone.