love fills you with joy

or fills you with pain

it's a problem either way

i was carrying an elephant's heart

but my arms got tired

and i'd forgot my cart

and i remembered minutes

ago when the blood in

my veins was rich with

oxygen ready to bleed out

onto my friends, my mother

my brother my father

my father would need

that life pouring down

wet warm and red

on his cold flesh

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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