Heather OC: Week 4 of 208

Another Poem about Breaking Up

Inspired by M. A.’s “Circle Game”

Dance around this circle game;

[not the drain, not yet]

Rings around rosies, everybody

Knows, is a song about death.

Threat inspires vaccinations,

But, there is none in our inventory

For this heartache. Yet. Every

February 14th just throwing

The meltdown into your beautiful

Face. Paper hearts, doilies, tiny cards.

So gross. [Rip this beating tissue out

of my weak-boned chest.]

Tear it up, man. Sprinkle

The pieces across the carpet.

Let the robot vacuum

suck me up

into the dust.