Black Poetry : this beating thing...

alyce

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…I just reacted when I saw
the blood pouring out ~ so I stuck my finger
in the wound to make it stop …
so the beating thing inside wouldn’t

…I don’t remember what happened, really
just felt a thud, knocking me off balance
didn’t hurt at first,
didn’t even know I’d been hit
until I looked down and saw the
bleeding...

...MY blood~~ warm, red, seeping from my
love~well...
(but, I'd forgotten: it's a bottomless place)

see...I was worried because I
didn’t want to lose a drop of
love…thinking it couldn’t be
replaced once tainted by the air…

so

I clasped my hands to my chest,
in an attempt to hold it in,
keep my love inside, and stifle
some of the pain...

... then I realized it was
all right to let go & just let
it go head on & flow

~because hearts were meant
to bleed for those we love,
sometimes~


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Alyce, 2001
 

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