disintegration of the exit scene

you run out you are

bare feet and hair in knot 

hems of jeans destroyed top

two buttons of chiffon

undone if you weren’t 

running you would

be immaculate maybe 

scene flips and i am you

now looking at me

here i come slamming

through screen door cheeks 

wine flush come inside please

i yell i yell at me and do i 

look corkscrewunscrewed

how i used to

be rare and fall off the bone

we can talk i say me shakes my

head i try to be calm but me

won’t listen why i say still looking

at me wondering what me thinks

of i me please i beg me me

looks harder grabs i i grab 

and make me

mine again