Kneeling on the boulevard with
An empty stare.
I'm standing on the sidewalk
Watching with curiosity,
Anticipation.
A hammer and chisel appear in
Your hands.
Without even a glance
You know just where to strike.
My heart! That's MY heart!
No one knows but me!
All I can do is watch,
Eyes wide with disbelief.
You lower your head
To watch your progress.
My daily reminder of why
I'm on this planet;
Now indistinguishable
From the rest of the
Cracked and worn pavement.
It's gone.
I'm awake.
Scared it has disappeared
I walk to the boulevard.
Pulse racing,
I look for my secret.
Find it.
