I came here the first time that my heart
Transformed into plutonium, agonizingly
Heavy and ready to explode
I miss everyone that used to know who I was
The people that would look through me like
I was a cadaver on display, my skin replaced
With transparent plastic and a protective coating
Those are my footsteps in the sand
My shoes floating out past where the waves break
When I would come here and dance in the shallows
I realized that I didn’t need my plutonium heart
I could render it inert and then refill it with what it was missing
Life, blood, energy, passion, power
The beats fell in perfect rhythm with the waves
A pounding that shook through my being
And made me something more and something less
So here it is, my true self
He is offshore, fled from my body
Swimming unceasingly towards
Whatever he will find
Poetry Overdose 