so-
let’s talk, you say.
okay.

let’s talk
about
this long dead ash
in my throat.

let’s talk
about
the fish i drowned
1996, that was.

let’s talk
about
each and every time
the sun never
rose for me.

how about the night 
my body betrayed me?
no wait, nights,
that was.
over and over again.

sure, let’s talk.
let’s talk ‘til i fall
and talk ‘til i crawl-
‘til my tongue hangs
limpid and loose.

useless.

i can’t bear this
anymore.