April 22, 2009 § 2 Comments

if you hung my heart by a string

in a clock

it would chime 47 times

every 11 minutes

it would prime itself

over open fire

and call down the other organs

line them up on a vanity mirror

and then swallow them one by one

like a bloodless suicide failure

swinging inside a box

i built

out of shattered glass

and damp wood

it would look groggily

in the mirror also broken

but still clinging to the frame

and it would call out your name


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