– untitled, 14 April, 2011

in wrinkles
ankles
fat which folds
and spreads and can’t be
shaken;
in empty cribs,
no children left behind
my mortality is

not present in
a boy’s palm
showering in blossoms
brushing his nails,
his fingers curling to
catch
a petal.

not considered as
light pools on
metal braiding
a subway stair.
over top a car passes
a sudden flash,
compressed sun
available
just so.

theheartbeatsoflty, 2011 (c)
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4 Comments on “– untitled, 14 April, 2011”

  1. someone somewhere Says:

    Beautiful.

  2. TheOldSchool Says:

    It took me some time to get it, but it was worth it. Nice.

    • theheartbeatsoftly Says:

      I took it down yesterday. Thought it might be too Carver-ish 😉 Thanks for dropping in. I think one of your songs is on the radio. x


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