back to the source

Hey you,

I peeled past the words

hoping to find your heart 

beneath the surface. 

Surely they flow from there? 

Instead I found a ravaged void

and when I looked up 

I saw it on your sleeve. 

A battered shadow 

of its former self,

waiting for life 

to flow 

back into its corners.

I could almost hear it saying: 

“From my abundance 

you speak and live.

Allow me to


Make room 

for the agony and joy.”

In your chest 

the echoes 

of a treasured beat

resound as that 

precious wellspring of life 

slips back into place. 

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