they say eyes
are windows
to the soul.
if your eyes
were windows, they
would be blacked out
and opaque,
like the ones installed
in strip clubs, dingy dark
even while the switch is up.
when i scream your name,
the cockroaches in my wall
respond. if i cut you in half,
both parts of you would crawl
towards the door, so
i keep you whole.
that way,
you can only
leave me
once.
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