gravity with a woman's name

There is no letting go here
no moving on
no trajectory

you will remain here
with her scars, her pain, all transposed

you took what wasn't yours
and wore it, ate it, became it
and she spit you out

wet, masticated, unclean
no salvation here, just spit and fire

Cut it off like a poisoned limb
burn it like a diseased blanket
walk from the fire
never look bad

nothing was ever there for you, just gravity with a woman's name.
She will call out, and you will no longer hear.
That song is not for you anymore,
that hymn of loneliness, lies, deception, and death is her song
and you will never so much as hum it again