I think I've found my heart.
I'm not sure yet. Not completely. I don't recognize it. I looks different. Completely. It looks whole and strong. Beating. Not erratically and wildly and too softly. No. Steady. Strong. I looks solid and juicy and meaty. Like muscle, only monochromatic. I haven't figured that out either. Why is it black and white now? When before it used to be red and bloody and dripping? I think its mine. It seems to know me. But I don't recognize it. I wonder if it might help me laugh again?
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