Artwork: Plucked - Audrey Kawasaki, 2010
i want
to play
with your
heartstrings:
stretch,
twist,
test the
limits,
pluck like
those on
a lyre,
play them
like a
violin -
play myself
a fugue -
no, dirge -
no, ballad -
no, torch
song - -
no:
play myself
a bride's-march
or, worse:
stretch them
like the
string on
a bow -
suddenly
releasing,
unleashing
every
single
emotion
you fear,
you hide,
you dread;
stretch them
till they
break
and let
you
feel
the pain
you put
me
through
every
single
waking
moment.
but that
would be
too cruel...
better for us
to play
these strings;
hearts
in
concert,
in
harmony
at
last.
i want
to play
with your
heartstrings:
stretch,
twist,
test the
limits,
pluck like
those on
a lyre,
play them
like a
violin -
play myself
a fugue -
no, dirge -
no, ballad -
no, torch
song - -
no:
play myself
a bride's-march
or, worse:
stretch them
like the
string on
a bow -
suddenly
releasing,
unleashing
every
single
emotion
you fear,
you hide,
you dread;
stretch them
till they
break
and let
you
feel
the pain
you put
me
through
every
single
waking
moment.
but that
would be
too cruel...
better for us
to play
these strings;
hearts
in
concert,
in
harmony
at
last.
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