Tuesday, September 4, 2012

"The Heart..."


     The heart deep-sixed this dark again
    as my whole weight tilts through
    the spider web you spin around the frame
    of the door that holds us in. You stake your claim,
    summer ushers it in, for hearsay’s plans
    and your private plane tips me over;
    my guts fall out, overboard
    with all of the other failures


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