Tuesday, November 4, 2008

How A Heart Feels On A Sleeve

A little vulnerable
A little brave
Quick-beats of not knowing
Red rag muscle gasps
Out there
Nude
Beautiful
Ugly
As if to say

Look here
I don’t belong
Bleeding lace onto cuffs


Exposed
Unprotected
Such undetected murmurs
Fear of sudden flat-line
Irregular pulse
Skips a beat to the last

thin voice singing

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