I’M NOT A HEART (of a loveless heart)
I am not a heart;
Palpitation’s a choice I gave up.
I am just a rock;
By precipitation made tough. The tears you cry leave me numb
Like icy rain on a wintery morn.
You tried to wrap me in blankets of warmth;
But I’d rather be the flint gathering moss. I make my hermit burrows deep in the earth;
Wh