Body

Dear Heart, please get with the program.
Every other organ
knows that the hard truth of this situation
will never change,
so we’d all appreciate
if you stopped playing this game
and just let Brain win.
Dear Heart, we hate to say that we told you so
and rub salt in your wounds, but…
we definitely warned you,
you know we did.






It's like this: I KNOW that I shouldn't feel this way. But I do, and it's really annoying.

Thump

12 lines, 5 beats per
"How about we do
all this again soon?"
He messaged to me,
all innocently.
"Thump, thump," said my heart,
as if in reply.
"That's one place to start!"
she said as her eyes
shone so evilly,
when I was looking
for some sympathy.
How do I say, "No"?


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[much later-
it was quite simple,
I just slapped his hand whenever he tried to make a move.]