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Manufacturing quality engineer, programmer, punk rocker, sci fi nerd, cat dad, mentally ill, spiritual, hermit. I may not have much I can put my heart and soul into but this is it all the best and the ugliest, never tried to get it out there til more recently and just wanted to in the hopes that it might reach another person in the same way other people’s art has reached out to me.)

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Heart Beat

Heart beat, bruised
bittersweetened, bent;
passion's capillary action
relaxes then contracts again-
a seed beneath, muscle
fatigued, toils and spends;
roots, a web of arteries extend,
branching tree stemmed,
leaves shedding red oxygen;
veins shredded to the thread,
frayed strands bleed,
unweave and unhem;
rivulets spill, unquenched,
hemorrhaging hands,
their fingers search to mingle, blend;
a crimson cardiac attack, defend-
for a moment, pressure wavering, suspends,
then pulled back, we cauterize
and mend our loose ends;
every line a vine of growth we tend-
surrounding blossoms rose gardens.

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