Break
Me
Trace your finger against
my surface.
And feel how the smooth
grain slides velvet against your skin.
As your fingers continue
to explore my texture, your eyes begin to close.
Relishing the softness,
your touch begins to exploit me.
Evidence of the rough
underneath begins to form on your fingertips.
And your eyes widen to
the blood outlining the remnants of your lies.
Flinching, you recognize the jagged surface you have unveiled.
Your head lowers before
your eyes lift to meet mine.
Though the cracks you’ve
uncovered may be many
Know that you failed to
completely break me.
