6-23-16 Metal Feeling

 •Metal feeling• 

My heart is made of bricks and cement 

I cannot recall when they were placed 

I can say it was me 

The cracks and sloppy hand work of each red rock is so familiar 

My heart is functioned by an engine 

Each punch of the piston pushing hot red liquid through the veins in my arms and legs 

My heart sounds like a machine 

Clanking and crashing 

Steam rolling out of my ears 

I am a walking pile of metal and stone, rubbing against each other

The world covers it's ears and hold its breath when I stumble and crawl by

Crashing and stomping by every foot step 

A bad song no one will whistle too

Dance too

Sing too

Or fall in love with 

It doesn't hurt 

I can fuel my own crinkled heart

I still want to know 

What is dreaming?

What is hurt?

What does loving feel like?

No warmth 

Softness of skin

The crunch of leafs on my metal feet or water in between my toes

I just want someone to teach me how to feel

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