Tag Archives: heart
Is in my heart a dam
Would God but break it down
Things you don’t expect
Even when you know they’re coming.
The heart worn out.
The final breaths.
Our graves were our hearts
Our graves were our
hearts where we
slept deep
inside and do
A Christmas story
This undocumented god
seeks asylum in my heart.
I fuss up some papers,
run out the back
and leave the heart to him.
Is it only the brain that we rack?
The heart could use some
racking as well
Please, my heart
Please, my heart
a cozy house,
not this windblown sand
My heart will be
A bell of the Holy Ghost!
Keys in the trunk
How do you get
what you need to
get what you need?
Isn’t the heart so
small, still and jingly, so
lonesome in the dark?
Flash / flood
Flash
needle-like
so thin the heart
knows without feeling
(flood)
the changes that it brings
