undergone construction

you boarded up my chest

with planks and nails

(you missed my heart by only

inches, mind you)

enclosed my soul behind

brick walls like jails

(kept my feelings captive

for a favor or two)

you tacked my throat under

new hard-wood floors

(yet you cried at the sight

of the excess blood stains)

and strangled me as you

struggled to slam the door

(too much to handle,

you continued over my remains)