i disassembled you and built

a bridge for myself and broke

it in with my leaden footsteps

until reassembling our family

was no longer the same.

you're extracted marrow

and pale skin and i am

gucci-clad godzilla with heavy sighs

footsteps and teeth i use to crush

sixlets nobody cares about

cracking open the cobblestone

streets for hidden cash in the belated

birthday card you decided to never send

trying not to fall through the chasm

caused by an earthquake in my chest.

i hope you and your accomplice

burn and melt in the sun like wax

like icarus

i hope you strangle

yourself in the rays and know

what it feels like.