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poetry about emotions

rapture

My insides crumble
these broken words stumble
and I almost change my mind
desire leaks
through the floorboards
and back into my mouth
white white washed walls
the sky is dark
and slowly closing in
And I sit on the barren floors
make a fist
this is my rapture
as it hits the glass
slugs my vice
the fissure spreads
and finally
I am free
the wrist broken
that twisted the screw
let it fall to pieces
let it shatter
like me

--tani


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