This Bullet Has Your Name On It
Published by Assent
My love, does this seem harsh? You want to talk
now when it is too late. Look out and note
the hearse has just arrived. No expense spared.
Your coffin is lead-lined: I acknowledge
your beauty and it will be preserved. Once,
the way you breathed gave orders but no more.
Call this an act of deliberation.
The world is wide yet you made it narrow.
I want to live again. Was that the door?
It's time to say goodbye. Goodbye. Passion
is quite diluted. A thin perfume sits
on the air like a stain on the wall. Look
and see the ice in my soul. I love you
differently now and this is a blessing.