Wine

Days

when your heart wakes

without you

and goes to find trouble

hurts itself

and comes back

hides in your stomach

and coils around itself like a snake

pushes against your chest just like a storm

and beats, no end

till you cry

and beat, no end

when you stop

to breath hard

like nothing is enough

to let you be

one heart

without another

attached involved loved

pumping not for its own sake but

for her

for him

for them

Days

when your heart stops

and beats you hear

is only from your memory

how it used to

be, eat, fear

love, love, love

whole

gone.