Monday, July 07, 2008

fishbowl heart

The moment the humming stopped 
my heart squeezed out the fishbowl of my chest, 
relieved to be in a bigger room.  
The noise in there had been unbelievable -- 
bones crunching like metal, 
the high screech of unfulfilled dreams 
swirling around. 
The heart had been yelling for release, 
but only came out as a beat beat 
pushing the body forwards, 
leaving things behind-