3.6.08

on top of the rock

Keeping my teeth clenched talking to you
Because if I open my mouth too wide
All that will come out is a shriek of
Anguish
Or maybe a whimper of despair

Anyway, no one needs to hear that

Prometheus groans and carries on, but
I say, suck it up… it’s only your liver
The stupid eagle devours my heart every day

The pain is worst when it’s growing back

3 am
heart is half grown
and I wonder where you are
Wonder if I will ever again be happy I have a
Heart

Better let it die. This carnivorous feasting
On hope and devastation is
Going to clog my arteries
And kill me.