fiberglass heart

It was always so easy with you, I never even had to look
but when you left I felt something shatter inside my chest
so I peeled away my skin and
saw my fiberglass heart
dangling from a fishing line, spinning
slowly, the way ornaments do on Christmas
trees, pointy and pulsating
and glowing embarrassingly bright
and I knew that non-eudclidean shape
had collapsed in on itself -
millions of years of love
condensed into a singular
pain star, and you aren’t
even here to try to hold it.