27 October 2008

40

please pry me open with a crowbar,
dug straight down between my ribs.

peel my bones and veins away from my heart,
and wrap it in a ribbon, stained with love,
and the lyrics to your favourite acoustic song.

i'm convinced that if you do it,
i'll be able to live again.

try it, help me.
if it works,
then maybe this decomposing heart will heal,
or at least mask its odorous maggots.

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