Beat Beat
goes this weakened heart
trembling in my ribcage
reverberating pathetically
irregularly screaming for remedy
for synthetic hypnosis
for obvious diagnosis
Blink Blink
go these desolate eyes
aching in my skull
searching without looking
watching without certainly seeing
harboring fiber glass tears
harboring the guaranteed fears
Bang Bang
goes the hollow door
shaking in my thoughts
warding off the good
sheltering the dangerous mood
protecting the wrong things
protecting the devil with wings
Boom Boom
goes this menacing lever-action
twitching in my hands
searching for the mark
shooting anxiously in the dark
aiming to the despair
aiming at the line of hair
and everything goes silent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem