the death of a pulverised lover

my insides are burning, my outsides are shaking

i bend down to expell you, and the parts of us you left behind

no breath will come

i feel as if bits of me are dying; memories and dreams i didn't know were left

i've been lying in the road so long

and i've now been run over

will i ever get up, or will i simply stay here

and

finally

expire?