when i think of my heart

i think of an entire different world in place for it

i think hearts carry all of us

it is always beating

keeping us alive

i think it’s genius

the way it works is inspiring

i think when your heart is suffocating

your chest will hurt

it’ll cave

and wave lengths beyond the outlines of our beating

i think the little things poke at our heart

and set fires to our brain

reminding us that our veins can only intertwine a certain length

no matter how stronger our hearts become

it is always reminding us with a single thump in our chest

that we have so much we hold in

so much we rely on the good in ourselves

so many thoughts

one single beat attached

there is only so much we can occupy