Gorilla Heart

The heart that feeds me is a gorilla.
It was in the movie with Rene Russo.

She looked good in that movie.
It got me up to burn the letter.

I watched the paper curl.
I didn’t make a sound.

A helicopter came over.
The lights scanned around.

I didn’t stop or anything.
The fire, that is.

I thought I would, but I didn’t.
Now I am watching Rene Russo.

She broke my gorilla heart.
Got me up to burn that letter.

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