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Jun 2013
i keep stumbling over my heart
i find it wrapped up in my bed sheets-
begging to stay asleep
so it can keep on dreaming.
i find it in the doorway
after a late night bath,
let's do the math
one bubble
two bubbles
a tub full of bubbles should make it happy.

it lays all over the place,
begging for more.
my heart,
it lays in the middle of the kitchen floor
like it's waiting to be quenched-
one cup
two cup
three cups and it shows me the door
and says there's a whole world out there waiting-
waiting for more.
kara lynn bird
Written by
kara lynn bird  Boston
(Boston)   
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