Organic Thoughts

Hearing Heartbeats

captive passion
having fun yet
last infraction 
go and find it
stabbing in my eardrum 

I'm last in line
confess infection
posting something teeming
with bitterness and screaming 

is it right to run away
from bear traps and mouse pads
recounting the moments
I didn't do enough
remember in glimpses
you never earned my love

is up and down 
the north to south
it's hard to tell 
under the stairs and stars
alarms in the sky 
remind me
I'm trying

I'd rather find it
dead than dying


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