Heartbeat. The heart beats and beats and beats itself up, every moment of life. Beating itself up until it cannot beat one beat more. With motivation it beats faster and faster with vigor, chanting and howling, only to collapse and beat weakly when its energy is spent. Softly it beats in our sleep. So quiet and lonely, it quietly continues to beat itself. Softly it beats when we wake, always so quiet and lonely. Beating itself up when we are sad, beating itself when we are joyful, that loud red organ. With each beat it brings us life, yet it beats itself because it wishes to die.