"can you fix it?" i asked.
"i don't know yet," you say as you ask for the screwdriver.
i watch you loosen each bolt and carefully remove the glass top of my heart.
"hmm," you say.
"don't say it like that. what do you see?"
i suddenly feel like smoking a cigarette even though i don't smoke.
you do not answer me.
instead, you sing.
you set an alarm clock and it rings.
you pour in a drop of W-D40 because you say it can't hurt.
you plant spider lilies and promise that they'll always come back.
you tell me to be still when i start to laugh.
but i can't help it.
i laugh and laugh.