LESS THAN NOW

Reach into me,
find my heart:
Pull it out, please.
Don't leave it there for me to ruin.
I will,
You know.
I do everything else and it is just sitting there,
unguarded...
Hearts less vulnerable now
But just my genes alone make it possible,
you sit there stroking my hair,
and I want to strangle you,
or me which ever I reach first...
Some people are just born impossible
and contact with other humans does not improve there situation...

spring 1993