(I decided to try to rewrite a poem I wrote long ago using a half of a writing exercise. It turned out entirely different, and only vaguely about the same topic, but I got to keep a line that I loved, and I actually like this version better. It could still use some work.)
MISSING: fragment of heart
Memories fade – I remember your stare –
but the emotions like to stay,
try to suck me back into the game.
Mind is blank with the head rush
[it’s not for you]
and I loathe you for making me fear.
I meet him [casually?] and breath fails,
bitten by my terror [blackness].
Hard to safeguard what I do not have.
Please return what you took from me –
I think it’s in your trash.