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Two Hearts
by Matt Diaz
We’d run and
run,
this scarred-over world,
with its jagged corners
and smooth wounds,
a pooling red rising up
behind
us.The fading sunlight
turns the fields
pink,
raw,
and the edges
make pieces of
us.From absent,
barren
spaces
we fled down wild
paths,
where never a curious eye
was held in the sky,
and we fell
into a old bin of harsh glares,
undressing
us.We huddled for hours
in the vacancy,
with feral eyes
and an unsevered
tether
linking days
and visions
together.She was the strong one
and ran into the
abandon
of concrete trees.Me,
I was silent
and unsure
taking each haunting scratch
and dark scrape
right to the heart
eventually inured,
watching the light
slowly
fade
away.She jumped out doors
hair flung to one side,
untamed heart
dancing to the secret rhythms
and understanding lyrics
of the boxed-in animal
songs.I prayed indoors,
away from sharp objects
and
puncturing emotions.Why cry,
when I
could just
hide.She landed hard,
was bumped
and cut
and bled clots of synthetic
realities,
over and
over
again
until she became weary
from the loss,
and drifted.I stumbled into
the sea,
and was tossed
across oceans
watching the stars
cross above
at time lapse movie speed,
backwards
and forwards,
up and down:
standing next to wars
with media made up enemies
battling spouses,
firstborn births
and second chance
misses,
with loves silhouette
walking away,
then finding
fatherly pride.Aimless
in the city
she washed
onto an island
I’ve only seen
from the horizon;
sending up a flare
hoping for me
to find my way there.I keep paddling out here.
© Diaz, 2006
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Matthew Howard Diaz was born and raised in Albuquerque, New Mexico, and has lived in San Diego, California, since 1990. He is currently working towards a Bachelors Degree in English at San Diego State University, and he has been a FedEx courier for the past 10 years. He spends his time writing poetry, reading, and enjoying - as well as learning from - his two children, Keenan and Devon.