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Sep 2011
I check my pulse.

I count the milliseconds it takes
for my blood to get from my heart
to somewhere else in my body;

my toes,
my head,
my ears,
my fingers.

An inventory of my beats.

Measuring the strength of my heart.

Some nights it takes longer.
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HR Beresford
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