Heart puke.

Function in disaster.
Finish in style.


Unknown source of street art.

 

The heart shadow.

"Don't jump",

yelled the shadow looking upwards from below.
 

 

The incomplete, angry red.

"Damn you, woman. Where's the rest of the body?" yelled the red angrily.

The red had no clue what it was anymore.
It was not lost. It was incomplete.

Was it part of human lips? Was it the top of a heart without its bottom? Was it nippless boobs seen from above?

So the red waited.

And waited.

And progressively got more pissed off but waited.

Until eventually, a sense of belonging came.

 

 

The Berlin heart.

He.

He's a tease, so at ease.
He's a thrill, an all-time chill.
A blend of spices, tickling my throat.
An air-balloon, a blue lagoon.
He's a twister, an immaculate Mister.
Didn't talk to him much. Didn't walk on him much, either.
I got the vibe though.
Berlin.

Berlin is masculine.

Definitely.

 

 

The hair-made heart (assumption).

Wet.
Thin.
Long enough.
Creation after death.
Unknown source.
Logical source: Human head.
Irrational sources: Human Ear. Human Nose. Human Arm. Human Leg. Human Genitals.

Clues for other sources: Horse tail. Extended snake tongue. Wire, sad due to its inability to achieve rebirth as hair.


Thanks to Konstantina for sending me the heart.

 

 

 

The mending heart.

Hi.I am a thread.

I belong to the Mending Heart Kingdom. The Mending Heart Kingdom is based on a big castle, filthy-looking on the outside but flower-scented on the inside. Our Kindgdom castle has thin, long legs made of steel that facilitate its movement.

Truth is, when the kingdom castle visits the world, at times, it steps on bumps, sleeping policemen or bodies sunbathing on the beach. That's when things fall inside. Needles pinch threads, scissors cut threads, yellow threads mix with red threads, threads get caught on zips. Threads are the passive receivers of our kingdom movement.

And the gladiators too. Coz when the castle does stop on Heartbroken Lands, all us threads come out and start unrolling.

We mend people's hearts, you see.