Last night, my heart

Last night my heart
Leapt and fell
Into the dirt
Weathered, dried out
And crumbled to dust

Last night my heart
All chalk and ash
Mudcaked in my throat I choked
Spittle, gurgle
Clouds of dust
Erupting
Into the atmosphere

Last night my heart
Pounded and beaten
Thrashing, bursting
Torn and ripped
A tattered flag
Blown in the wind

Show your support

Clapping shows how much you appreciated Grady Kuhnline’s story.