Thursday, July 31, 2014

Something Recognized

The fluorescent light dimmed and clicked off when I left to go outside. In here, my heart is doing this curious and invigorating thing. No longer does it hang as a receptacle on hollowed hook dug needy into an artificial maple. Gone is the unnatural sap. Drained or disseminated, or bullied, whatever it was, it was a natural movement. I rid myself of a drunken impulse. My heart won't act in halves anymore. Like it used to. I know cuz I asked it. It's an active, now. It tells me in strong pumps.