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I'm ruptured whole and am considered inadequate as my amygdala slides through the trachea drops to my ventricles falls through the aorta plunges to my diaphragm hits the esophagus crashes to my phalanges. There is no hope. May I hold something over your cranium? May I remind you of your neuron imbalance? And yet you sit and watch as my septum separates from the left atrium from the right ventricle from the bicuspid from the tricuspid from the pulmonary semi-lunar valve. I love you. (Stupid cerebral cortex.) I love you. (Imprudent Broca's area.) I love you. (Hopeless frontal lobe.) I love your nonfunctional mind and functional soul and Well this is all a metaphor for unrequited love.
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 9:41 AM UTC
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I'm ruptured whole and am considered inadequate as my amygdala slides through the trachea drops to my ventricles falls through the aorta plunges to my diaphragm hits the esophagus crashes to my phalanges. There is no hope. May I hold something over your cranium? May I remind you of your neuron imbalance? And yet you sit and watch as my septum separates from the left atrium from the right ventricle from the bicuspid from the tricuspid from the pulmonary semi-lunar valve. I love you. (Stupid cerebral cortex.) I love you. (Imprudent Broca's area.) I love you. (Hopeless frontal lobe.) I love your nonfunctional mind and functional soul and Well this is all a metaphor for unrequited love.
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Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 9:41 AM UTC
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