My heart is cracking open;
A million surgeries
An ocean of balm
and still it cracks in another place.
The dreams are risky and filled with insecurity
which is the way to go?
east or west.
There is beauty behind my eyelids
and on the far wall,
I gaze at nothing but I see everything
and I know I would jump at the chance.
To feel so deeply is to live well
but oh the dull thudding on the inside
and the cracking in my ears
I would do it a thousand times over.