Bandile M Matsenjwa

I have never loved a half human creature as my ancient loverShe was 30% human when with me,I bet she breath when telling white liesNot noticing that it’s where my heart lied

I have never loved a half human creature as my ancient loverShe was 30% human when with me,I bet she breath when telling white liesNot noticing that it’s where my heart lied

– Bandile M. Matsenjwa –

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If someone were to autopsy her heart, they’d find traces of life, evidence of eons gone by. Times when she’d been able to feel and the feelings left imprints. Maybe her heart was wearing a cast. Maybe it wasn’t sclerosed at all but atrophied, shrunken, and the cast enclosing it was scribbled over with stories written in a dead language. Was there any softness left in there? Any spot that was still unfired, unformed, unglazed? Was there access? Entry? A place still open to impression? No. Her heart was finished. It bore, perhaps, records of life, but it wasn’t alive. Too late for decoration. Too late for effects. Further handling could only result in cracks and fractures. People could cut themselves on the edges of her heart, she was sure of it.

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