How The Cookie Crumbles

I feel my heart 

crumble inside me 

A cookie pulverised 

within its wrapping 

I don’t dare 

to unwind the skin 

that holds it together 

lest the bits 

scatter at my feet

Then I think 

why not let them fall 

Better they are 

ground to dust 

under my feet
than feel
the piercing pain 

of your heavy tread

crushing them 

into oblivion

Then again

is it not better 

to be obliterated

than continue to exist

cradling the remains

of what used to be

a heart full of love

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