My heart:
A user’s guide.
Crack the ribs
Take it out
Take out Chinese
Chopsticks
I’d like the Kung Pow Chicken
I’d like the Kung Pow—
Step two
String out the arteries
Eat it like spaghetti
Like Lady and the Tramp
Tramp stamp
Postage stamp
The letter carrier of my sanity
Express mail.
Fed ex.
My ex.
Evette!—
Everything gets hazy
I’m lying on the floor
Thinking about the time you
The time we
Something wasn’t right
Something wicked this way comes
Something wicked—
Pills pills pills
Sleeping pills
Sinus pills
Nausia heartbearn indigestion
Nausia hearbearn—
My heart is a sun
A white dwarf
You left me for that white dwarf
You could have had a blue giant
You could have had a—
Hey there space cadet
You’re lost in that asteroid belt—
Belt?
Daddy?
I’ll give you the coordinates
The stratosphere of my solarplexis—
Solarsexist
Touchdown
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
Six
Five
Four
Three
Two
Juan—
Juan Carlo
Your luscious Spanish conquistador
He raped my tribe
He scorched my earth
He tickled my fancy.
Chief running bull?
Where are you?
And where are my pants?
where are my—
Stream of conciousness
Pond of lusciosness
River of hopelessness—
The Rio Grande
You and Juan Carlo in my grandfather’s fishing rig
You could have left the nets
I cant’ see how you forgot—
The salmon smolders
Pink. Ripe. Bloody.
Like our love
Like our—
User’s guide to a broken heart
Dial 911
It’s an emergency
Do with it what you will just
Make it better
Make it better
Make i t—
A user’s guy
To your heart.
End.
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