Gack - self skewered! and self revealing... vivid stuff.

this is excellent. i have use the same metaphor many times myself.

I forgot to breathe... This is so vivid! So well written! ~N

This must be some chick thing... or maybe it's just me not having gone through a bad divorce. But it was a pleasure to read and the last four lines are just perfect.

As one who's gone through the process too, I found this analogy to be disturbing but deadly accurate. Wel done!

Fascinating rhythms and alternations in this. The repeated "i'm the one" and the several "you's" hold the poem in a suspenseful poise and horror of "i thrust my heart upon it" from the beginning to the variation at the end where "that knife" is directly the object of that preposition "upon" --then to the final note where the "monsters" are mtigated, and the import lessened... all very dynamic and clarifying!

I find it interesting, that in the title, the "Either Way It's Still Dead", the death of the "it" you refer to is apparently the relationship, but in the poem, it's your heart that gets mangled beyond recognition, as if the condition of your heart was somehow directly linked to the death of the relationship. Or, maybe, your heart is still dead? I hope not....This was an amazingly painful read, as the imagery was very vivid for me.