on a photo
where your
smile was
gritted teeth,
eyes
as dead as
marbles,
save for
that tense look
of being
wound up like
a music box
that plays a
tinny tune
too quickly,
and noticed
I hadn't
seen all this
before,
with eyes
as dead with
love, or the
equivalent
of that vision-
dimming
drug,
pumped like
hormones
through my
vain attachment
to the
wrong IV.