Thursday, April 8, 2010

New Years Resolution - Inspired

In attempting to be nothing today
I started with my heart.

My heart and I are usually friends,
comrades in the games we play.

I told my heart today
to leave me.
That bloody organ looked up
in the saddest way,
the way only a heart can be sad.

But to be nothing
is to let go of my heart.
I told it so,
and it seemed to understand.

Upon leaving,
a hole had to be made in my chest.
I did this with a butter knife.
(The stake knives are too
expensive to accidently break)
Cutting through
skin, fat, and bone
was easier than I thought.
And it hurt
like how a hot shower
defrosts a frozen body.

I thought I'd have to yank
out my heart.
But instead
it flopped out.
Laying on the carpet
in a pathetic
staining the carpet
kind of way.

I'm still something though,
I haven't succeeded
in nothing yet.
But I'm one step closer
without my heart.

Tomorrow
I will start with my feet,
I think it will be less messy.

1 comment:

  1. (I think this may be a better format...)

    In attempting to be nothing today, I started with my heart.

    My heart and I are usually friends, comrades in the games we play.

    I told my heart today to leave me. That bloody organ looked up in the saddest way, the way only a heart can be sad.

    But to be nothing is to let go of my heart. I told it so, and it seemed to understand.

    Upon leaving, a hole had to be made in my chest. I did this with a butter knife. (The stake knives are too
    expensive to accidently break) Cutting through skin, fat, and bone was easier than I thought. And it hurt like how a hot shower defrosts a frozen body.

    I thought I'd have to yank out my heart. But instead it flopped out. Laying on the carpet in a pathetic staining the carpet kind of way.

    I'm still something though, I haven't succeeded in nothing yet. But I'm one step closer without my heart.

    Tomorrow I will start with my feet, I think it will be less messy.

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