he jumps, and
cracks his

as stunned as
the onlookers,

gloved hands
prying open
his broken chest,

grasping, pumping
his broken heart,

howls of despair
voicing the
drunken pain

he moments before
felt tearing through
his unfocussed,
torn-up mind.

to the teen
i’ve never met:

i am sorry the world
broke you
even before you

and killed you
before you died.