before. after. and now.

funny. shaped. hole-in-my-heart. I look outside to see. and touch the walls, the floor, the ceiling, the fringes... when, in the center

my heart speaks in a d u l l t h u d!
like dumb words, lyricssownshut--acrobatics (mentioned but undone).

it seems that you are all that is missing,
and all that is missing is you.
i try so hard to miss you, my all,
even in the wanting I've known all I need.

I need the seeming that I miss so hard,
I want the knowing I need, 
I miss you, my all, and to answer the question,
are you missing, or is that how it seems?

funny. shaped. hole-in-my-heart. I look outside to see.

and touch the walls, the floor, the ceiling, the fringes...

when, in the center,

in the center you're seated.  

no vial to break, but my heart.

no scent, but fear and nerves.

no tears or wailing, just moments of failing,

and here, no sound is heard.

thud speaks and my heart is dull
like mentioned words undone.  
lyrics shut and sown, and like all words,
are dead. dead and dumb. 
before. after. and now. 
amen.