in service

I am the machinery of another's heart

It beats only because I make it so

Thuds in tune to turning cogs,

the heart’s desire guides my own

And I do not mind being covered in blood.

It beats for both of us

Broken metal under the heel of a higher power

It beats without me

Though I am made with a specific purpose

A broken heart with malfunctions

Contradictions of the heart and mind beat in irregularity

Always on hand to mend the murmurs,

deadly to act, yet deadly to leave

My desire is another’s

and whether it is or it isn’t

is not important to its function

We move forward because I tell it to

A pulse in tandem

This is love

and whether it is or it isn’t

is not important to its function