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better a heart
made of glass
reducible to sand

than this regenerative
muscle that forms
and is torn apart
and forms again
waiting for the next
hand in the chest

trickster whispering
the decision is the right one
what is right is never easy
and wanting more than
anything
than to feel nothing

questioning
every decision that led to here
beginning with the first tears

there is no balm in gilead
there is no gilead