Cadence
I have a hole in my heart.
Once a trusty pouch
is now a conspiring pump
that floods my insides
with the dark red fury
of impossible
passions.
And as I writhe
awake in the night,
I think nothing more
desirable in the world
than to listen to
the soft beats
of my heart,
and not feel her pain.
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