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My heart fell.
Shattering into oblivion.
All over the floor of my soul.
No longer could I feel
as the pieces began to fade.
But you scooped them up
out of nowhere.
Finding them hidden
you blew them in the air.
The warmth of your words
as you spoke to me
joined the pieces together,
stitched safely.
Next to my limp body
you patiently waited,
sat by my side.
You placed my blackened heart
onto my chest,
pushed it back-
into the **** it fell out of,
forcing it to start.
it starts to beat again
as the stitches slowly heal
and my heart turns purplely red.
I was empty inside
but now you've come and filled-
me to the brim with warmth.
Your love brought me back
from the hell I was in
now nothing else matters
but you-
and you alone.
louella Nov 2023
mattress stained with blood
nightgown hanging from a crooked branch
you look as if you’ve died and never got to Heaven
because your toes are stoved and purplely black
and i set my house on fire because your touch already feels like flames
it felt familiar
and although i hate your guts
somehow i escape my house unscathed in a plaid skirt in the middle of the midwest
and i assume you’ve relocated me from the scene of your crime
i scream into the smoky air
your sentences choke me—continually repulsed by the audacity you have to speak.
disappear, you vapid creature.
haha ***** you. again and again.

written yesterday
published:
11/23/23

happy thanksgiving

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