Closed Dialogue

you know what’s fascinating
no I won’t wait for you to guess
my impatience betrays me as I blurt out

OUR ABILITY TO HEAL.

I had a cut on my finger, small yet
stinging, stinging, stinging,
it distracted me from my day and
don’t interrupt me, this is important,
now it is gone.

the skin has rebuilt itself and re-formed
a new shield, constructed by blood and
I don’t know what else, I’m not a scientist, why do you ask?
you know what’s fascinating
no I won’t wait for you to guess
my impatience betrays me as I blurt out

THE HEART DOESN’T HEAL.

does that seem contradictory? it is.
how we can still remember what she said
or he did

but when did it happen, you ask?

I was 5
or you were 7
or maybe it was last year, come to think of it
it feels like yesterday
because the pain remains, even though you’ve forgiven
not forgotten
the heart doesn’t heal, no,
but it scars nonetheless.

So the scar tissue builds up and up until
you’ve found that you can barely hear it beating
yes
that’s scientific fact
don’t believe me, let’s open you up
and see how strong you really are.

you know what’s fascinating
yes, you may answer, I’ll let you guess
no. Love is not fascinating.
Love is a game, you see, yes, yes it is
and we all play it so well
until the aforementioned scar tissue betrays us
as your lover rests his head upon your chest and
stops
gets up
looks at you and says
“there’s no heartbeat.”

you know what’s fascinating?
yes, you may guess again, go ahead.
Correct. We are fascinating.

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