This is the (only) way

The only way
I can cleanse myself of you
To bleed my heart dry
Of these feelings
To uproot the zealotry
That festers in my
Every
Waking
Moment
Like overgrown weeds
Is to rip
The smile off your face
Tear your sight from my eyes
Poke out my ear drums
With the winged warrior’s arrows
Bash my skull until
Memory becomes pulp fiction
Rub reality’s coarse sand across my skin
Until I recoil in pain
From a feather’s touch
Chant your name
Over and over and over
Until my teeth shatter
Until my throat runs dry
Until my tongue falls out–

When I no longer recognize myself
Is when I am finally over you