Flashback;

It was what you gave me

as I turned on my phone

to see your remark

on another person’s page.

Ignoring my own held advice,

that I don’t have the right

to ever know

what other people think of me,

I read the short snappy sentence,

primed like a grenade,

three second rule blast

which tore my heart in two

and my head blown

to pieces on the rocks of someone

else’s insecurity, jealousy

a spread eagled whore

who likes to spread her