glue

tell me what you believe
i will squeeze meaning from your vacant eyes
you've had all the chances you get.
where are all the people to love?
clones
all of them
clones.

give me the chance
to break this rotten embrace
in half.
maggots take me
death's stench surround me
bloodied and bleeding at your front door.
this relationship is dead.

sneaking stinking fingers pry open the cracks of my mind
and leave me
vulnerable.
i have forgotten to muster my defenses
so long dusty and unused.
how ridiculous to be shattered by a memory
without the glue of hope to keep it together.
and in so being,
ruin the hopes of finding the same.