I breathe now

I breathe now to
F O R G E T you
The touch of your hands,
The dead stare you had
Behind thick-rimmed glasses
Like I was a
Bug
With a
Pin
Sticking it live
To a board
You calculated the second I would
B R E A K under you
So you could put me out
Like a cigarette
Deeply ground down
Into dirt
You F O R G O T
Breaking is sometimes
The answer,
The toll for safety's path
Paid in blood
Paid in full