And I will build
A house of cards
To satisfy the desperate need to create
My skilled hand flicks out
Shuffle of cardboard against cardboard
Two cards, reaching out to each other
Finding a balance, a compromise
A wary alliance
Only the two of us
I stop, sitting back on my heels
Like an architect after building something wholly wondrous
Faintly, over by the window
I imagine you standing, a scornful expression
On your broken, wounded face
I keep building..
Eventually there is one card left
My hand trembles as your ivory skin meets mine
Hovering together, impatient to finish
The shuffle of collapse
Our house of cards
And I will forever be apologising
For the moment that the final card impacted
And fifty-two pieces of my heart..
..came crashing down.