Broken spine valentine


Twisted metal of a ribcage carriage,
shards of broken glass, carrying
distorted reflections of our faces.
A head on collision of bodies, moving
forward at the speed of longing. I beg

for your destruction;

we are much more honest when broken.

Crash against me, lover.
Tear through the mangled carcass and
wreckage of a fractured back. Reach inside,
line palms with life leaking from
the heart, beating. Liberate me from these constraints, break
into cages and set me free.