shove into
insight (provided----)
the text bold slash sans serif
unequivocal truthbetold
i never loved you
only idea
of blue
silver
red streaked moment
no words of any kind
in any order
could save this
no handmade trinkets
nor memory
could save it
not even a wrecked conversation
about 'what ifs'
could make the front page

only idea
shattered against
self
will
and hard cold stone memory
is left to pick up the shame of salt
and letters