Open Heart
I touch the safe of my heart.
It is closed.
I turn once: the liquid from my eyes pours out.
I turn twice: my heart start beating fast.
I turn three times: I am cold.
The metal has hit my hole.
Copyright © Christina Wiliams | Year Posted 2015
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