Glass Casket

Pictures don't speak, so break this
frame and let the glass drip down your face. All I can do
is look, don't touch, so open your mouth and let your
words pour free like mine. Teach me your music. Show me
how to break your wrists on the grounds of a girl breaking
your heart. Does this make sense? But it works better.
Make your face shine through these shades of black and
white and make your words lift off the page and scream.
I will claim this day all my own, no one else, all my own
selfish needs.