I wonder what would happen if one were to

strip away the stars from the sky

and the grass from the earth.

Tear away the trees and dry the oceans.

What would be left?

Him and me, alone? Darkness suffocating me?

No one to help me, no one to save me.

What would be left?

Would my mind and body be whole?

Or could nothing have stopped him?

But most of all

I wonder if it would still matter?

Maybe I wouldn't care that my

soul was broken like the china Mom got

for her wedding from Dad's parents.

But sometimes I truly wonder:

Would that nightmare still play inside my head?

Or would the absence of the stars and the grass

and all that is constant in life stop the nightmare?