I cannot love you.
They say that love is a preservation;
Hearts locked in specimen jars,
Brain dissected and limbs unscathed.
But the word love said out loud –
eternal, everlasting, endless,
is not an emotion.
Nor a preservation.
It is nothing but a cage made up of 26 steel bars.
It is a taxidermy of emotions locking hearts in specimen jars.
The taxidermy of human emotions
is clinical like a 10-blade making the first cut through skin,
Removal of organs, cutting through the cage made of twenty six steel bars
The smell of formaldehyde seeping into the latex gloves.
A lion is ephemeral but feared.
A taxidermied one is eternal but displayed.
I cannot say I love you;
I don’t love you.