They wanted to heal their heart and mend the wounds.They began by cutting a lineand prying open another chestwith a latex gloveto keep it sterile. They tore it off their hand which was recently washed and pureallowing a finger freeplacing a finger tip amongst the heartfeelings its warmth.They allowed their finger to move up andContinue reading “Their heart was full.”
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The numbers dialed.
There are regretssome are necessities in which we accept because the right person is the one in which we weather through the storm of life with.They aren’t the most perfectbecause perfect is make believe they are the one that we remember that we hold that we cannot replace the one that we accept and allowContinue reading “The numbers dialed.”
Slivers within my heart.
I feel as if placed within my heartthere have been several sliversand each sliver is attached to another and the slivers are made of flesh and that flesh has a small skin-like stringthat unraveled and entangled itself within the sliverand every timethe owner of the slivers pullI feel a pain in my heart and everyContinue reading “Slivers within my heart.”
Never does the boss take a day off.
The boss keeps the blood from curdling by telling its worker to keep pumpingThe boss keeps the carbon-dioxide from building by reminding its worker to exhale The boss keeps the toxins from residing by telling its worker to cleanse. Never does the boss take a day offuntil it’s time for the body to retireand allContinue reading “Never does the boss take a day off.”
I have a heart.
I have a heart with extra fatty tissueit won’t kill me that’s my life motto something isn’t right as the doctors stateit won’t kill you. My heart strugglesfast beatsthe more my brainholds and retains the harder the struggleand the lungs have a small capacity to retain all the insanity created by the outward factors. IContinue reading “I have a heart.”
The heart struggles to keep up.
All the fear resides within herea blunt instrument to relieve the tormentthat twists and releases its toxinsthroughout the circulatory system the heart struggles to keep upas the lacrimal glands secrete enough liquid to fill a cupas the lungs gaspbeneath the pressure as they collapse and yet the worries keep piling as the brain continues filingContinue reading “The heart struggles to keep up.”
A jailer speaking to their heart.
He watched her;head tilted couch potato.He knewher body was fighting the battle internally.The score;1 for her 3 for the disease Syringe in his handslover within his heartdisease motivating his handsA shot her eyes closedshe drifted within peace. The poem above I wrote for a college writting class, pertaining to assisted suicide. It had me lostContinue reading “A jailer speaking to their heart.”
Temperamentally Tina 