Today a heart squirmed with free will-
Perhaps another delusion that lies obsessively still
to cheat a feeling, or cut the artery short
And make the strings painful;
Tears follow and come to a heavy press
like the rubble of war, rolling down the valley to make a mess
When everything is dull, it stares
and births a welcome change from the unrest;
it revolves around itself to collapse a chest
Into a Dunlin's murmuration
that carry the sadness with it, the sound of an emotion
trapped-cold and in the sea shore lapping the untold.
It's a hallmark-
dark and miserable in space acre,
Dismiss, it shuts the eyes and the heart altogether
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