my heart has had
a hole inside
and from it drips
my fear and
that fear falls
into my legs
and makes them
weak.
but I worry that
if I should try
to mend my heart
then perhaps
without a valve
to leak it,
the fear would
fill my heart
and sink it.
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i think i should read this twice and then maybe a third time.
kessia... mmmhhhmm. yes.
thank you.
i like how long and skinny this poem is...it reminds me of a long skinny stream of a leak.
wow. this...this is good.
evoked in me what good poetry should
mmmm. i second all these comments. kessia, this is wonderful.
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