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.
