what we carry

there are these times

and these times

don’t keep track of minutes

they hold onto years

with a grip that makes it all fit

into the palm of our hand

where we can weigh what we’ve done

and what we forgot to do

 

the weight

the goddamn weight

isn’t in our hands though

it’s in our heart

 

our heart with its comic book strength

strong enough

to leap massive mistakes

in a single bound

strong enough to pull us out of

rocket propelled tailspins

jet-fueled self destruction

 

our heart is stronger than anything else

from what it was born to do

and what we have made it do

it will hold anything we put inside

 

but be careful how heavy it gets

be careful what you hold on to

 

because our heart can take anything we give it

but the rest of us

the rest of us

can barely hold on to the moment

chris burden, stairway to heaven (2004)

 

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