Look What Thoughts Can Bring

I am the one who wishes
she could disappear.

Take my poems —
they mean nothing.
Poof, there’s nothing.
Poof, I’m nothing.

Take my silence,
it says something.

Take my jello bones,
and my big lips,
and my bruised-up brain.

Take them
all.

Poof, there’s nothing.
Poof, I’m nothing.
Poof, I’ve disappeared.

This says something.
I’m saying something.

Oh wait,
I’ve disappeared.

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