A child shaped adult picks an icy beach for ultimate treasure Heart shaped rock Of which she’s collected dozens yet her need for heart remains Insatiable Returning to the car empty-handed save pink frostbite Heartless The muddy pothole beckons reveals to her Heart shaped asphalt Which she lifts delicately It’s huge! See? As the car warms she fondles it removing crumbles Groaning She regrets mourns "I knew my heart would get Broken" Right down the middle she laughs at the metaphor Unintended Her narrow arm pumps rolls down the window "Throw It!"