beating

the puddles are scattered

on an afternoon

as the snow melts

into the day.

and as the heart

falls into earth.

trying to find the roots

it thought

had started to become.

bleeding.

2 thoughts on “beating”

ivor20 February 26, 20188:44 pm Reply

May your heart always beat true.

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1. Biko March 1, 20181:11 pm Reply
  
  Thank you Ivor. 🙂
  
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