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2021 note- This is more of an archive of old poetry now =) I like poetry. This is my first time doing something public, if not anonymously. I appreciate feedback, as long as it's constructive criticism. Any tips for getting a vague feeling out onto...

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soundless blood

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by Celendra00259

by Celendra00259

The metallic snare drum
Of tears hitting bone
Rattling
In the heated desert sun

Rattling
In the fielded fleeing fields of grains in my head
And theres heat behind those eyes
My feet are made of blue and my heart swims with worn wood, thumpity thumping against the rolling flats of muscles defining contracting and stylizing

'Cuz by the time they reached me I came out with crooked eyes
And during the autopsy they found something
not
quite
right