a friend told me it's sad to touch a dissected frog's heart
i knew a frog didn't have emotions
but it does feel pain 
when it moves its limbs to jump out
i know its heart is
a mass of pain and fear
i say it's only terrifying
you'd only be afraid it would swallow you whole
for doing this to it
imagine touching the chambers of your heart
the pumping of your ventricle
swallowing another person
doing this to you
all the pain
all the fear
all your attempts to survive
and your heart so full of the person who was your last hope
i say embrace it
or let it swallow you whole

sugary musk scent on my wrists
he reminds me of all the beautiful scents there is
we're not even in love
but the way our hands sync together is the purest form of love
i probably should sleep
but still the songs are there
anytime I want to grab memories
of different hallways in my mind and soul
new perspectives
randomness
calculated pauses
heavenly recitings
I write it down in the most non poetic form
just to never forget the slightest memory
of you
but you deserve poetry and
for your movies to win