Black heart

This heart beats so slowly,

pray it falls to slumber soon;

caring when none others do

Too many recitations of poetries,

too oft resuscitations from hope

Atrophied beneath a red riptide –

a bloated, black lily –

aimlessly afloat on the stream,

against chuckles and chortles of the flow

Let it gulp the fellness of ambrosiac end,

unlike the life

with which it was mistakenly blessed

art: The Gold Digger by Osnat Tzadok

*20.05.26.08.00

Published by a.d.matthias

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