other way to move blood (poemoff 2)
a sharp knife
can prick
or stab. you must
be careful or
beware. a gun can
shoot bullets, but
they can miss
tiny targets
(the heart is small).
i tap the window pane
with my forehead. The
glass is cool and damp.
one crack can
slice my finger,
oozing blood from the
shard. sometimes
i sit alone and
think of you.
The title of this poem comes from "OR HEART" by Zack.
1 comment:
This one is downright ingenious. I am much impressed, primarily because of the following lines:
a gun can
shoot bullets, but
they can miss
tiny targets
(the heart is small).
Cheers.
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