Defer Your Own, Execution Poem by Mark Heathcote

Defer Your Own, Execution



I see your fear even to be?
who you-really-are
let yourself be
a fully open portal ajar
you are a Tsar, a king
your heart a-
star-strewn reservoir.
Your love a watering hole
many would-be-mesmerized
drinking their fill if only
you believed your hearts worth giving.

Tuesday, April 17, 2018
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