It is there
right there
do you see it?
I cut it open for you.
Do you see it now
if I move it this way?
No...well are you blind?
Do I need to tear the flesh more so you can see better?
I still have the knife.
How do you not see it?
It is there
trust me right there
that tiny reflection
on the walls of my mangled heart.
Yes, do you finally see?
It is you.
No, I can't just take it away or give it back
or sew it up.
It doesn't work that way
You see
but you're still blind
even when it is right there...
right there.
