Used Once

If I had a cure for a broken

heart I would gladly give

it to you, even if it

could only be used once

 

If I could end the little outburst

Or see you look at me, without

the sass, or convince you, someday

you’ll be a fine lover. Practice.

 

but you don’t listen to a damn thing

I say, and so bless you. Do you realize

at this very moment sound is coming from

my mouth, careful thoughtful sound,

 a clumsy, thoughtful line 

I’ve said so many times 

it seems to hardly matter  

I am in bathroom with the door closed.