Poetry post

[radiantfracture]

Maybe you don’t carry
a dark hot mystery in your core

Except the same secret as everyone else:
the heart and its bloody signals
the dank furnace of the intestines
the cooling lungs that pull the world
through the body in currents
the wet seething sorrowful brain

You could tell that;
It might be enough.

Comments

[radiantfracture]

Thank you.