Heart

I. Heart Anatomical: Physical, biological. A function and a structure. Muscle in parts, chambers, ventricles, valves, vessels, veins and arteries; a trinity of layers forming walls. Fibres and nodes and branches. Conduction signaling contraction, synchronizing PUMP PUMP PUMP: move blood, carry oxygen, eliminate waste. Too big, murmur, too weak, hole in, erratic, congenital, environmental. Congested, sick, cut, surgery, rested, repaired.  PUMP PUMP PUMP.

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II. Heart Metaphorical: A sigh, a touch. Open, beating, wanting, needing, singing, seeking, touching, reaching, craving, desire, wanting, adoring, pounding, loud: THUMP, THUMP, THUMP. Walls open, fibres, nodes connecting entwining: loving, soaring, happy happy. Content. BANG. Crash, ice, shattered, sick, weak, hiding, hidden, dark. PUMP PUMP PUMP. Opening, repaired. Love sparks love.

About FS

Toronto, Canada. Writing about slices of life, the moments and minor details of which come into awareness or out of imagination and the spaces inbetween. On hiatus from writing anywhere else but here ... at least for now.
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5 Responses to Heart

  1. There is no greater joy than love, there is no greater pain than lost love…Well, there is unrequited love and also…backache. Happy Valentine’s Day to a lady with heart:-)

    • FS says:

      Dear BB; Bonne Saint Valentin! Hmmmm. Is love ever be truly lost? It is given away, frittered away, thrown away, abandoned, set adrift, misplaced, neglected, buried, killed or denied. Is it ever found as in love lost and found?
      Perhaps it is found in the way a treasure is found on a journey you didn’t know that you set out to take, or something unexpected uncovered on an archeological dig: you were searching for that and discovered this. Unrequited love, that scorching sweet hot pain of all that is you unexpressed and held captive inside, holding a mirror up to all that you are and all that the world is: an unpeeled, unexperienced pomegranate. Backaches? Oh my goddess: aspirins, yoga and a massage.

  2. As you probably know, in the time of Charles Dickens it was a common thing to relate deep emotion with the bowels. While I find our modern method superior, I still can’t help but notice how similar the effects of a bad break-up are to the effects of eating at a fast food taco place.

    • FS says:

      Dearest Princess: An astute observation, although, never having eaten at a fast food taco place, I cannot…imagine what it is like (I am a food snob). However, given that the entire body is involved in a bad break up (is any break up good..? even when it’s the right thing to do..) it is reasonable to assume that all that emotional crap comes out one way or the other. 😉

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