I hold your heart.
A pilfered key to
A box of thoughts and secrets.
I’ll unlock doors inside you
That you never knew were sealed.
I’ll suture wounds
You never knew weren’t healed.
A key, a needle, a knife:
The scalpel with which
I’ll save your life
Or take it.
I’ll make your life,
Or break it.
I hold your heart in my hand:
Intact and beating,
Or broken and mosaicked.
I hold your heart.
Comments
Apr 5 2009
i would have this tattooed on my soul if i could
Apr 5 2009
Not quite sure exactly how to describe other than it leaves a bit of disturbing familiarity.
Apr 5 2009
would you mind elaborating on that T? i'm curious as to what you meant - no pressure tho
Apr 9 2009
Another interesting idea. I like it, though there are a few phrases that seem clunky - they don't seem quite full grown. "I'll make your life," is odd combined with "Or break it.". Maybe "I'll fill your life / Or break it."?
And while I like the use of the word mosaicked, I still have a hard time accepting it as a real word, heh. I also have a hard time as seeing something both broken and part of a mosaic. One has fallen apart, while the other implies pieces still glued together.
Overall it's an arrogant piece, but it works well.
Jan 14 2010
This one made me feel warm, I love it. I love the uncertainty of what will happen in the end. Even though it has always been the demise of my heart. I still love the mystery, as foolish as it is...
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