Her probing eyes

      tore through my ribs

And her hair

      brushed across my lips

As she reached for the

      (empty) man inside

curiously shuffling

      rummaging through

      the brittle thoughts

I let her mind roam

      along my heart

She then

      peeled a smilie sticker

away from the atrium

along with the scabs

Somehow,

      I’m willing to bleed again.