Ravensburger

A free text on loss.

Oh honey, tell me we can talk today
I’m a discombobulated Ravensburger
help me find my corners
frame my way

Darling,
My heart’s a-flight
tears have turned me into mush,
to papier-mâché,
overnight

I texted
He called
I answered

Dearest I don’t know where to go,
within or with out of me
he leaves me so
bereaved
grieved
spread all over the floor
pieces of me
crawling through the cracks
fleeing the scene of my
murder
every time
murdered
with loss
with love

Oh honey, tell me we can talk today
I’m a bleeding riddle
help me solve the puzzle
find my way.