i've been trying to get down to the heart of the matter.
the heart of the matter, clutching, paralyzing -
a breast-clutching burn in my chest, a steady, slow pumping of a tired, tired circulatory organ.
a giver of life coming to a regretful halt.
i've been trying to get down to the heart of the matter - dunk my head under water and freeze all my thoughts let my heart catch up with my thinking (i'm crazy like a mad scientist, sometimes) - and let my lungs fill with frozen
the heart of the matter is this:
a regretful circulatory organ gaining speed after a long, scary winter.