... when pressure is applied...
When Pressure Is Applied
The heart's a muscle
beating
on its shelf
of ribs
take it in your hands
and squeeze
the stuffing out of it
feel its warmth
leaking into your skin
like a white lamb
walking past daisies;
let it struggle
to keep beating
tight against your
clenched fingers
this is how universes
get made
when pressure is applied
and the basic
necessities
have to be abandoned
things like
soap and squeaky
clean floors
but you always
have something left
to take with you
like a poker chip
in your pocket
or one of those
red hot candies
your sister
would share with you
when you were both kids
the heart is
always a muscle
for starting over again
take it in your hands.
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