God's Heart

God's heart is shaped oddly like a pumpkin. The skin is paper thin and it is plump with illumination. I form a fist and send it swiftly through. The light splashes onto my walls and it sticks to them. The light splashes onto me and it sticks to my skin. I plunge my face into the puddle of light on the counter. I slurp up the light and my body begins to glow. The more light I ingest the more brilliant I become. It's almost gone but before I can take in that final morsel my body collapses into it's own puddle of light.