the razor blade

“So this is heartbreak,”
said the razor blade.

“I lie on my back
all night and don’t sleep.”

Razor blades are just
stupid enough to mistake

their inability to sleep
for an effect of heartbreak

but smart enough
to articulate pain.

“So this is pain,”
said the razor blade.

“So this is what the aftershave
warned me about.”

It was funny to watch him.
“What has happened to me?”

he mused. “Or what
have I done to myself?”