waking_up_with_someone_else's_heart raze foreign oxygen carried on the blood no taste of discontent no soft adagio oh sweet protective sac what are you holding onto now? 160419 ... leif I wake knowing that I am a keeper of another heart. Yet another. The pressure of keeping this one intact compresses my lungs like a gregarious uncle bear-hugging my sides to near snapping. The breath escapes me as shallowly as it enters me--hoarse whispers of oxygen failing to reach my blood lines. I wake knowing that I shouldn't ever leave this one behind. I wake knowing that there is still a chance I might. 160420 what's it to you? who go blather from