Thursday, August 13, 2009

You Should Be an English Major

You should be an English major--
    the way you read between my lines
   and do a close-read of my life;
or a biochemist, the way you slap
me between sheets of glass
and make me your specimen.

I can't hide anything from you.

You're like a forensic scientist,
telling where I've been and what
I've done with a single cell;
or an archaeologist--
the way you dig through my dirt
to discover how I lived.

You shape my entire story.

You could be a psychologist--
the way you sift my brain through
a sieve to analyze me.
You are God, the way you know
and created me. I worship at your feet;

but what I really need is a
heart surgeon
to stitch up the shards
you left when you were
done
with me.

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