DUMBO
Someone around,
Cannot distinguish.
Between pain & anguish,
Also in the sound
of
Pulmonary bleeding,
And pleading.
Launches a battery-de-dart
Aimed at a clump of
Blood-pumping muscles
Called Heart.
The last one from the vice,
Strikes the heart twice.
On anterio-posterior walls,
But then, in a vicelike grip,
The dart stalls.
Seeing this through and through hole,
Smiled in pain, a satisfied soul.
From the treasure cove
Someone had launched
These darts of love.
Why should I plead?
Let the bloody heart
..bleed.
~ Glow Worm ~
10 February 2004
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