i don’t blame you
i don’t blame you for screaming
i don’t blame you for hurting
i don’t blame you for anything you do
and yet you blame me
for every step you take
like it is my fault i have bruises from your assaults
like it is my fault that you hate me enough to stay
all i want is to go back to when you were in love with me
so in love that you didn’t speak for weeks
at least i didn’t have to wear long sleeves and bandages.
i can feel
the stony steps
a poignant reminder
of what is really ours.
weave through human consciousness
like it is paper
into paper boats
from your childhood
riding through rain water
in a quiet corner of the universe.