Poem: 'I Come Apart' by Tony Sokol

I Come Apart
by Tony Sokol

I've come apart and that's no lie

I want to dig out my brains through a socket in my eye.

I've come apart and there's no tool

that'll fix the broken laughter of this fool.

I've come apart. I broke in two.

Can't hold it together with staples, nails or glue.

All I got to show is everything I hide.

I split down the middle, and way off to the sides.

I come apart easy at the seams.

There's no fucking string to stitch up threadbare dreams.

So I lay awake and wait for the sun.

Cos I've come apart. I've come undone.

I've come apart, babe. I'm a wreck.

I'm fitting nooses for my neck.

From up on tar beach I see the street

and the sweet, sweet relief of concrete.

I've come apart. I am unhinged,

and while some might say it's a sin,

I broke down to a little thing

that can come apart until it's nothing.

I've come apart. I'm a little insane.

I can't fit the ice cream scooper through my ears to my brain.