Sunday, May 30, 2010

Mutations to the Heart


Words.
No explanations.
You speak your heart
Without regard to mine.

I am not your captive.
Let me go.

Tethered to a lie.
You bind me with loose hopes.
Broken promises.

Bathe me in gold.
Comprehend my loss.
Purchasing happiness.
What a crime.

Heal. Build. Regrow.
Learning to adapt.
Mutations to the heart.
Never conforming.

Passive touch.
Your leathered skin on mine.
Recoil into my tortoise shell.
Another heart's dagger.

What was taken from us?
Can you feel a heartbeat?
Can you feel at all?
Numb.

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