Tupperware Heart

Tupperware Heart

Closing the scent of you 

Behind with the heavy door

Between us are words

Too many said or not said,

Too  late to dash down and catch mid air embers in your palm

Much easier to swallow than the truth

Time

Is never lonelier  than when  you are in love

I once heard someone say that a heart 

Can live outside the body  for a small number of hours 

Still beating

I remember the staggered look on your face 

As I put my hand inside your chest and

I fiddled around to find it;

Your  Spoiled Rotting Heat 

And I sunk my fist around It 

And pulled It out, held it in my palm 

And then I washed it 

Placed it in a Tupperware container 

And I sealed it tight no air,

I got in my car, your heartbeat 

Beside me, in the passenger seat 

And we drove and drove and drove

Just You and I

Until it got dark

And I had to stop for gas

Somewhere dark and in the country side 

I pulled over to the side of the road,

I wound down my seat

Slept eye to eye, with your heart beat

Suddenly as  if  trying to catch you

I jerk violently awake

Lid in one hand, Dead plastic heart in the other

Curled in a corner of the car

In a shawl a dog bark,

 To the shadows

And after sometime   

The sounds became lighter,

                       and you were no more 

Heart