flooded guts
Fri Apr 25, 2008 Filed in: Poetry
I wish to reach in myself
and draw out only courage.
split my breastplate and fall
onto my open hand by the fingertips
push slowly between the lungs
to the fragile beating core.
the muggy organs flow between fingers and
I declare to the world my envy of it.
arm-deep in
perhaps, unwilling
to hook the slick charity,
tear through the membrane;
a white swamp in my guts
by the broken milk.
and draw out only courage.
split my breastplate and fall
onto my open hand by the fingertips
push slowly between the lungs
to the fragile beating core.
the muggy organs flow between fingers and
I declare to the world my envy of it.
arm-deep in
perhaps, unwilling
to hook the slick charity,
tear through the membrane;
a white swamp in my guts
by the broken milk.
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