Starfish, crippled
I am bleary-
eyed and weary
exhausted maybe
apathetic, semi-
comatose, catatonic.
I am a sea creature,
an age-old starfish.
It seems that I have
seen it all, the beginnngs
and endings of eras
done it all, began and
ended myself, though
not yet my life.
I have certainly felt
everything, the love
in violence, the violence
in love expressed through
kisses with fists, feet
sometimes knives.
I have regrown
countless limbs
but now I am
a starfish covered
in scartissue
hurt and crippled.
And you, you’ve done
the unimaginable
crippled what could not
be crippled and killed
what seemed immortal.
Love, starfish.