My Heart Poem by Charles Malcolm
My Heart
Swollen and pulsating.
An open, festering wound.
Too stupid to dry up
and die.
I try to swallow it
like a dry pill,
but vomit into my cupped hands.
Our bile snakes its way through the crevices of my palms
and it means nothing.
I slam them against the keyboard.
Drunken.
Flailing.
We were chemo,
for the f_ck of it.
Wednesday, January 9, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: heartbreak,love
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