Heavy Hearts

 Mouths held open with a forceful hand, we lie with heavy hearts
Hearts, too deep to be held by any ribcage, fall, settling in our toes eroding away, making feet still with sand
Hands quickly bind our bodies searching for our hearts
The beat now weak with worry
Snakes slither down throats as spies, ruthlessly searching in deep caves through our bones
Cringing, fighting, waiting, for them to leave
Welcoming Death on the porch
Skin ripped off, lying naked on the stone
Hands pulling away ribs, digging for the beating drum
Angrily braking bones, spilling blood that runs thin
Searching deeper waiting to hear the beating
Pulling away our muscles and veins, soon fed to dogs for pleasure
Tearing apart legs, pulling and burning against my soul
Moving closer to my feet, the beating faint
Dirty hands moving under skin, fingers dig between toes                                            
The searching ceased… The hand pulls out my heart
Shriveled and faint the beating quieter than a small breeze
Smiling with yellow teeth, the hand takes my heart away
Left on the stone, cold without cover
With eyes ripped out, ears bleeding, ringing with silence
I lead Death through the front door… Thanking him for his visit