Beat of My Heart

Beat of My Heart

Fast-forward my life
to the end

where sublime yesterdays
and haiku siestas
mean more than
prose-colored evenings

sit on my front porch
broken
-sad
legally blind
wearing a suit
-the same suit i wore
the day before

Beat up!
down and out
until my eyes are swollen shut

with no one around to
pick me up
only to beat me back down

beat me
for all the heartaches,
debts, and curse words
that met you

Fast-forward
my life and get
to the end

so I can
begin
to let you live

through
fairytale endings,
sunsets along the highway,
and moonlit humid nights
without missing
this beat.

by Barrio Poet on Thursday, May 5, 2011 at 11:41pm

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About Edward Vidaurre

Edward from Facebook: "I write poetry. I invented a weird twitch. I try not to think about penguins. I used to pretend I was a robot. I repeat the same word over and over until it loses its meaning. I scratch myself. I watch TV and repeat everything said in an Italian accent. I rule Sodoku. I make prank phone calls ever since Lilly said I looked like a crank yanker. I learned to kiss with a girl who regrets it. I take virtual vacations twice a year.I listen to texts. I read books. I have a tattoo. My daughter thinks I'm real, real handsome. My wife just thinks I'm plain ol' HOT! I hate people that honk in traffic, I'd rather you stick out your finger. I hate people who pronounce me name wrong. I love a well-executed gancho in Argentine Tango. I love bean soup. I love new shoes that don't squeak. I once spelled "cheap", "cheep" and lost a spelling bee. I love saving the day at my job. I love flat tires. I'm a trend setter. I love pugs. And Jesus is my friend too".