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And you could have a change of heart Yes, to change a heart to swap it out for another or perhaps for a pretzel or a bag of roasted chestnuts. This heart pumping liquid memory to even the most farflung cul-de-sacs of flesh. I couldn't forget these hot daily joys and sobs if I wanted to. You can't change a heart like a tire, even if it is punctured, deflated, and destroying your miles per gallon.

Take me with you... Where do we go, moment to moment? If thoughts were physical locations, the brain, a teleporter. What did we leave to be born? Is the uterus a revolving door between dimensions? Emerging, we are tiny astronauts out on a space walk, tethered to the mothership. Mama Placenta I am air, antibodies, food, and blood -- I was once your entire world. the entire earth in my belly. When it is time for you to leave, pack that picnic basket of essentials: shortbread cookies, potted meat, and celery sticks. Take me with you, but be sure to leave all of our disappointments behind.

Bealte-esque...but not my thing.