Heart Sits Heavy
What a sodden wool
heart sits heavy
mid-level of
my chest. Any
other organ seems
made of styrofoam
catching drippings
like A sad bucket.
Let me seep.
Let this dense
fabric slowly release
its own weight.
What a sodden wool
heart sits heavy
mid-level of
my chest. Any
other organ seems
made of styrofoam
catching drippings
like A sad bucket.
Let me seep.
Let this dense
fabric slowly release
its own weight.