The Sluices Of My Heart Poem by john o'connell

The Sluices Of My Heart



the sluices of my heart
suddenly open
and pour their torrents
into every atom of my being -
filling the spirit
with an inexpressionable anguish
and drowning even the minds
darkest and most hidden crevices
in a flood of salinity.

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