Thursday, February 5, 2015

mechanics

There are some who wish to turn my
thoughts into formulas
joints into gears
veins into wires

They wish for my body to become a mess of metal and screws and for me to become a robotic mess of emotionless sounds

But I am not a robot.

And if you tell me you don't feel anything remotely human about my pounding heart and pulsing blood when I start talking about,
my hate of cantaloupe,
my 41 (and counting) passions,
my ill fitting indispensable 7-year-old shirt,
my fear of undeserved "I love you"s,


then I'm sorry.
But.



You are the one with the mechanical heart.

F. Sharpe

4 comments:

  1. Felicity sharpe always killing it as always. Makes my day to see a new post from you, honestly.

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  2. This is wonderful. I always know I can count on you to make me feel.

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  3. the last line though..every post of yours is flawless.

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