I am fond of all things
that bend and break
things that move
things that contort
things that are vulnerable
this, (of) my heart
where I wait for you
in a state of change
with irregular pulsations
in highs and lows and
everything in between
in this gelatinous house
a resident of (e)motion
a tenant of flex and flux
is held the only constant
as it beats with a furious
repetition of sounds
for-you, for-you
for-you, for-you
for-you, for-you
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