How do you forget someone you love?
The same way you kill someone.
You just can’t think of it that way.
It’s nothing personal — I mean, it can’t be allowed to get personal.
It’s just survival, just business.
It’s just a gun barrel pressed between your eyes staring into iced-over love.
And if those ice caps start to thaw and drip down her cheeks,
her finger is lost in the labyrinth to the trigger,
bite the barrel and suck the bullet through your brain stem.
Wear paralysis like a straight-jacket and chained ankles
so you can’t chase her.
Tell her to swallow the keys and run away with footfalls the sound of slamming doors,
with the sound of unanswered messages.