peeler

forget the skins slipping down the drain

the fascination in my eyes

watching the red soul leak from my fingers

forget the peeler slipping through my own skin

forget the drip of our leaky faucet

the drip that matched with the tears,

the fearfulness in my eyes

as I silently pleaded

your silence in return

forget the power you held

over me and and the dollar store potato peeler

you have none of me

watch as I take it all