Aortic Heaving Poem by I AM THAT MOUSE

Aortic Heaving



do you want to know what your memory leaves?
just grab a hold of my heart, then tightly squeeze
you see that blood?
that's your cheating.
you see that tissue?
that's your mistreating.
you see it pooling, you see it dying

your memory is a disease

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