i left you still in my ribcage
tucked behind heavy lungs
until someone
sang a beat into you
with sacred breath
and now you've taken a vengeance
on me
for years of quiet solitude
in captivity
and now i know what happens
to a heart left unmoving
when it is flushed to life
and left behind
with no one to beat a rhythm to
well, i'm a tough audience
and lonely company
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Dysphoria
Poetry"I dreamt I grew roots and sunk into deep earth, Where mud became my skin and dampened grains freckled my surface, I opened my mouth wide for the sprouting branches Leaf-speckled limbs And sunflowers blossomed from my eyes, Sunlight bled in waves, w...
