words by dominic riccitello

the words rip
the seams of my chest
i bend, i break
love of your breath
a heart which seems
uneasy
climbing your walls
i flute for your show
banging the gong
goosebumps fill my arm
a love you never felt
colors i held 
the passion turns red
from blue to black
colors of the rainbow
heart in my lap
i ravel on end
holding on to
all of your edges
pieces of heaven
the jagged 
spikes of your roses
the shades i knew
the hues i became used to