ma, ma heart like a kickDRUM

when i think of everything that's coming, i feel all fluttery and excited. then i realize i have no idea what's coming, what's going, what's staying. what's leaving.

and my heart slows down and speeds up and swells and i think it's choking me. and i can't exactly tell if i like the song that's beating against its thin little ventricles, all dried and shriveled. i think i do. but it's one of those songs that turns and bends and flips and steadies without any warning.

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