I came across this obscure definition and felt compelled to share/elaborate:

Heartworm :n. a relationship or friendship that you can’t get out of your head, which you thought had faded long ago but is still somehow alive and unfinished, like an abandoned campsite whose smoldering embers still have the power to start a forest fire.


Smoldering embers can lay hidden and fester for days…weeks…months… even years.

Slowly burning inside, through a maze of twisted fibrous knotted roots, desire can erupt in flame given a conduitlove on fire.

Text, bump, smell, email, sound, song, gaze…

unkempt bedsheets…

singular reflection has snuffed them out…


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1 Response to HeartWorm

  1. rachelmeeks says:

    Wow, that is profound. I’ll be thinking about this all day.

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