Deviant Heart
what purpose do you have…for a pulse like this?
I looked down at it and said:
You funny,
Silly little organ not at rest
Some days you’re barely even noticed
Today you are pounding
What is this?
Then I sat there, curved, almost calm
And tried to breathe while I scratched my palms
But the clock struck three
And a thunder shook —
Oh, no, it was just my heart
Suddenly slammed, I stammered to the thing,
Curling up from a light sleep;
You silly,
Mindless sack of beans
Don’t you have a brain to think?
I’m trying to lie and rest, but
Here you lie!
Endlessly bothering me
Right then, I sat and watched my chest
Though crazy, I could swear
I saw it knocking from inside my breast
To escape, or at least, to appear
The skin grew red and the muscle hot
My flesh was sure to tear
So I faired,
You deviant heart
Are you attempting to erupt or explode?
Why you hint at an illness but never show —
The world will never know
