$OUND$ like different bloods mixed
rattle on my heart_ little pump of. LOSSES
_deployed_
a burn on the aorta
descending instead
I could swallow the whole piece but I
couldn’t risk opening. my. MOUTH

TURNED OUT like arrhythmia fixed
the hum of my heart_ beats forever. LOST
_diverted_
to fever in my nerves
restless inside
I could cry out the whole music but it
wouldn’t leave me. whole. ANYMORE

I used to feel rhythm down my cords
I WA$. wired
I used to be a heart
I used to be HEARD

$OUND$ like different bloods remixed
bumps on my heart_ little spin.it.ROUND
_underscored_
a burial of memories
understanding itself
I could feel my life over and over but I
chose to leave. its. TUNE$

mute.

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