broken child

broken child
surely someone loved you 
broken child

Molotov

loving you
has too often been
a lesson

in the many ways
the human heart
can bruise

sometimes 
in the tender shades
of ripening fruit

sometimes like 
a war that I 
will lose

love is warfare - I

you have crossed borders dismissing sanctity

surmounted barricades once unassailable

to lay at my feet an explosive gift

love is warfare

I am left shaking in anger, engulfed in guilt

when I have done nothing but listen, unwittingly,

to a confession I never saw coming

love is too often a bullet

you are a separatist movement

aiming your guns right at my head

an attempt to dissolve sovereignty

love is a violation of territorial integrity

there is no legislation to deal with what you propose

I cannot draw parallels where there are none

this act of terrorism completely blindsided me

love is stumbling in the dark in a hole you dug in me