I lay with a broken heart
Like shattered glass
It pierced —
Upon the million memories
I had downed with whiskey
This itch
Thoughts of you that lingered
Bit me,
Like canines that went
Into the tender meat
Tearing it off the bone
In one clean swoop
I too, was swept off
By —
Your promises
Your grace
You were my unbecoming
Break even point,
The thorn in my rose
You, yes you sir
Are and were my unbecoming
So, gratitude for breaking me
Making me blush
At my wreak