Beat

Can a canned heart still beat

I'd think not 

then why does mine still bleed? 

Second hand emotions

I'm supposed to know

but even those are silent.

Taken and rewired

beaten and renamed 

blue coal still beats dammit.

What good are words

if they won't make up

for a body who knows love?

I've learned to find a friend 

in the mirror

but not by choice.

We can stand in our roots

no hallmark card here just truth

but I'd rather lean lazily on you.