(numb)

this cancer has left my heart raw
and has ripped my tears to pieces
the upturned picture frame
memories
and razorblade bouquets
grown
from my own wrists
have hollowed out this
sweaty sweet earthy human
life
buried in the creases of necks
pressed against breastbones
and embedded in eyelids

(my eyes are empty gray
because I know it's easier not to feel
but can't stop.)