in my chest there is a heart
in my heart there is a river
that river leads to a sea
in that sea there is a vortex
in that vortex is every woman i have ever loved
they will never be seen again

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i have no way to clothe
what i have laid naked
no way to hide the burning sun
i am nearly unconscious
barely existing
love is pressing
me out of living
out of dying

who would want their heart broken
but now that mine has been split open
i wonder who would want their heart closed

ever

can you drink from the coconut without striking it
can you smell the aloeswood without lighting it

so much sweetness is violent
so much beauty in breaking

can you birth without bleeding
and crying
and breathing
and dying

ive been lying
living
on the outside of life
bleeding my gums on the coconut’s shell

until i smashed my hardened heart
against harder rocks
living is a labor
dying is an art

make no mistake
i am injured
ruptured
my heart
a sweet
sun warmed mango
lying open
its juice unruly
flagrant
sultry fragrant
insane and sacred
noble and naked

verses like vagrants
strangers in places
that were once home

i no longer have one of those

i am in nowhere
never
nothing
neither past nor future

now

i am
nearly unconscious
barely existing
love is pressing
me out of living
out of dying