I am at an impasse
Between heart and mind
Body and soul
I am floundering
In the depths of my
Own murky waters.
Where is my solace?
Where is my giant bear hug?
My words of solidarity or comfort?
Where is my 5am voice
At the other end of a telephone?
Where is my everything?
I tried to declare a moratorium
On all things pertaining to my heart.
But it didn’t work.
It keeps beating
And feeling
And never letting go,
Never stopping its
Constant rhythm of
Thick, blood lined emotion.
A distant heavy tattoo
On fleshy drums.
It’s no wonder I can’t tell
What direction I'm going in.
Steps forward
Steps backward
Steps sideways.
It’s all just steps to nowhere.
I console myself with cheap coffee
Cheaper movies,
And even cheaper wine.
There are no arms of respite here.
Here alone with my death
My breath
My lingering heart beat.
I am at an impasse
I am at war
I am holding on
And I am letting go
Stripped bare
To the bone
To my core
Beating,
Pumping
Rising
Falling
Reviling myself
In a body that’s slowly ending.
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