Saturday, March 2, 2019

Just



Just 

I crawl on scraped knees and belly 
through a found small  wormhole in 
that solid barrier around your heart 
the one you built to keep out this un-
wanted banished immigrant  ...it did
not take much to decide to pay your 
implied tithe, I offer a bright vial of my 
blood dripping from a slashed  heart - 
this desperate offering to indifference -
Yet, I watch the tide of your love recede, 
and I am left prostrate on a barren shore 
with only a stern chide against myself 
           and the vanishing dream of 
a smooth ride as my only companions. 


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