The Status Quo of Us

For SJ, although not for the obvious reasons.

I watch the words so slowly drip
from your chapped lips
and I watched those same
lips twist into a sneer
as the truth followed
on the heels
of a cleared throat
my ears turn off
my body numbed
"defense mechanism"
is what I think you called it.
once.
A tear escaped from my eye
but I turned away
I couldn't give you the satisfaction
of seeing my weakness

You spat on the curb
as you turned away from me.
An emphatic period at the end
of the sentence from Hell.
As I stared at the small drop
I noticed my heart.
and a tiny piece of me
among the spit bubbles.

my tears mingled with your spit
as I walked away
leaving our broken future
in the gutter.