In the throes of sadness, make a big granny square, all colors of the rainbow. Natural anti-depressant.
I can feel the rhythm of your heart.
Does catharsis (expurgation, cleansing, re-birth, revelation) have anything to do with catheter (Greek “to send down,” artificial passageways purging waste, cleansing, re-birth, revelation)? “…My spiritual catharsis prompted by the catheter of your touch…” And what I saw as a metaphor of affection and sublimation was really just a painful plastic tube excavating human excrement. Once again, my transliteral heart flushed down the toilet.