the heart is a room
full of windows
walls made of brass
you sigh
and your sigh is
a tuning fork
pitched to break glass
to bend metal
do the shattered panes
let in light
or only blood
floating and leaving no trace
the heart is a room
full of windows
walls made of brass
you sigh
and your sigh is
a tuning fork
pitched to break glass
to bend metal
do the shattered panes
let in light
or only blood