Oh, Heart

Be still my heart, please
This is quite embarrassing
You keep an ever hopeful watch
And wait for the phone to ring

My dear, it's quite pathetic
How you go on and on
Thinking that perhaps
He was the only one

Life goes on unaltered
So continues the passage of time
And though you my friend are breaking
In not long at all, you'll be fine

Now, please wipe your tears
Off the hardwood floor
Stop that incessant weeping
I cannot handle it anymore

Humans

A flimsy sack of skin and bones
Slushing in blood and bile
The same mouth that vomits
Kisses with tenderness
The same brain that pieces together concertos
Searches for more efficient ways to mutilate
Hands that heal then slap and claw
The disgusting and the beautiful

Ruined

There are a million different ways that we can ruin other people.

Perhaps I give you too much power.
You can't ruin me!
But, it's too late.

We are oblivious to most of them.

How a small gesture can swell into a standard.
It will never be the same!
But yes, it will. It just won't seem like it.

You'll go on with your life and never realize, thankfully.

Embarrassing to think on.
That one thing! That thing! It changed me!
But ruination isn't that serious. You'll get over it.

I curse my feet.

There is a sweetness
to indecision
The future always hazy
and undefined.
I say I'm 'weighing my options'
But I'm not.
It's another form of paralysis.

Stepping neither forward
nor backward
nor up
nor down
But over and over and over in the same
stupid area of trampled ground.

I curse my feet.
And my heart.