a heart
march 13th 2025 8:35 PM ︎
It jumps under my fist when I knock on its door.
Lumping my fears into strength, my fingers row forward
Pumping, pumping my knuckles onto its skull
while I ask “What happened?” “Why won’t you let me in?”
It hums: “Well, sometimes someone…” and “One time, someone…” thump thump, thump thump
Is it doing this on its own or are these the echoes of my drumming?
I dig my heels into the ground and pull-
It gives and bleeds an opening
It smells like damp wood, a church basement, the holy moss
- Oh, and it creaked.
I opened up the door to my heart and it’s creaked!
Since when?
Has it really been this long since I last oiled the hinges?
What about cracking the windows, letting in air-
had I even done that?
This temple used to blow everyone in…
There were flocks and flocks.
When did I become the sort of shrine that needs sealing?
When did this become the kind of body that locks floors?
And now can I hear it humming again, this time from the inside
And I’m certain it’s not an echo, but a response:
“Well, sometimes, someone…”
“One time, someone…”
It jumps under my fist when I knock on its door.
Lumping my fears into strength, my fingers row forward
Pumping, pumping my knuckles onto its skull
while I ask “What happened?” “Why won’t you let me in?”
It hums: “Well, sometimes someone…” and “One time, someone…” thump thump, thump thump
Is it doing this on its own or are these the echoes of my drumming?
I dig my heels into the ground and pull-
It gives and bleeds an opening
It smells like damp wood, a church basement, the holy moss
- Oh, and it creaked.
I opened up the door to my heart and it’s creaked!
Since when?
Has it really been this long since I last oiled the hinges?
What about cracking the windows, letting in air-
had I even done that?
This temple used to blow everyone in…
There were flocks and flocks.
When did I become the sort of shrine that needs sealing?
When did this become the kind of body that locks floors?
And now can I hear it humming again, this time from the inside
And I’m certain it’s not an echo, but a response:
“Well, sometimes, someone…”
“One time, someone…”