Postmortem

How did you meet?

He stepped on my  face, he stepped on my teeth.

Was it love or lust?

Can a hummingbird see that much?

What happened when he touched you?

The world spilled out.

Do you recall his eyes?

A cup and a bowl.

And his voice?

Possibly a mouse drank it.

How did he make you feel?

I am a fruitless tree, you are a fruitless tree.

How did you cope?

By nibbling away.

How do you remember him?

I make a smudge.