My heart is like
Charlie Sheen's face
worn out and sickly thin
slow as a friendship bracelet
fast as a slap
with a tatoo running down
the right ventricle
"to whom it may concern".
Bullets are like
George Washington
cherry tree honest
Columbine, Aurora,
"Father of our Country" honest,
with an engraving running around
the firing pin
"to whom it may concern".
I am like
Venus de Milo
unarmed and beautiful
come to my bedroom
come to my readings
and shoot me
and show me
"to whom it may concern".
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