feverishly trying something

and when i stop just for a minute

a shameful brief minute

i feel like it's breaking

as a swallow on my window.

yet i take it from the ground

hold it tight on my chest.

i am empty inside

not counting false blood and flesh.

i cut swallow's wings

fissure her bones

take out her heart

and cram it in my breast.

i am empty inside myself.