28 September 2020

In Search of Duct Tape


My heart

naïve, eager,

excited

 

My heart 

dancing, singing,

soaring

 

My heart

irresistibly tempted

by her beauty,

her intellect, 

her charm

 

My heart,

despite the warnings,

carelessly leaping

 

My heart,

in its haste, 

forgetting 

the parachute 

 

My heart

crashing

 

My heart 

shattered 

on the jagged rocks

I pretended would

not this time

be waiting

 

My heart

searching for 

duct tape

to piece itself

together again

 

My heart

longing for something

to dim the pain

 


Summer 2020






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