let's talk about my heart

So, let's talk about my heart then

it's cold big and red

it has warts

it throbs 

it makes me live by pumping blood

through my arteries

this blood carries oxygen and nourishes the cells inside

there's no wolf or bird or butterfly in there

it's just a bunch of sturdy tissues

doing what they are supposed to

and making the heart do what it's supposed to.

and it's my heart

and it's nobody's fucking business.

oh, and i almost forgot

it's when it gives this strange feeling

like it's giving now

that i sit before blank white pages on my laptop screen

and type out pointless stuff such as these.