a heart just doesn't look like a heart. did you know that?
it's not bright apple red.
it's not still.
it's not even really heart-shaped.
you know how i know?
i know because i saw mine today.
and it was not bright apple red, it was not still, and it was not even really all that heart-shaped.
but i wasn't dissapointed.
i was actually even very impressed.
i watched the monitor in utter fascination as the cardiologist expertly measured and typed and clicked. she sees hearts every day, all the time.
i watched the green lines sketch out my heartbeat on the bottom of the screen, getting bigger and shakier with every hacking cough. my black and white heart pounded out a great bass drum beat in the center of the screen. i tried to think of what song it looked like it was drumming along to. i tried to realize that all of this was going on inside of me.
i think the thing that excited me the most was that my blood is fast. i've never been fast. i always lost the races. but i bet my blood could beat your blood in a race.
i got lightning blood.