This year pummeled my heart.
My heart has been
tenderized
pounded mercilessly
like a piece of tough steak
made wholly hole-y.
Where it’s been punctured
love escapes
like candlelight through a coffee can luminaria.
My heart no longer responds to commands reliably
sleep, wake, eat, drink, work, play, love, let go.
Love seeps out of bloody holes
new valves and pipes throbbing
ignoring the usual pathways
pulsing out in all directions
open
closed
open.
Angry Gray Rainbows 
I loved this. and also, me too.
h.x
It seems like 2009 was a rough year for a lot of people. Here’s hoping 2010, and the rest of the decade, is better for you.
Peace,
Shannon
Hugs to you, WRT2. I hope 2010 brings healing to you. You’re in my thoughts.