by Magnus Fox
I receive
a new heart
of flesh
I stitch it to my sleeve
it beats regularly
rhythmically
religiously
I feel foreign
to myself
yet
I am
more myself
as I am removed
from my
self
by Magnus Fox
I receive
a new heart
of flesh
I stitch it to my sleeve
it beats regularly
rhythmically
religiously
I feel foreign
to myself
yet
I am
more myself
as I am removed
from my
self