18 April 2018

What Protects the Heart




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Breathing pains my heart cage.
Bridge it. Arch it.
R-e-a-l   S-l-o-w.

Can’t think how I
hurt myself.  All I do
is skim the news,
react,
think, pray, and write.

My sides ache when I breathe.
Maybe I'm just
growing
old. I push on.
Any day I wake up
is good.



Prompted by John PaulDear's "Write Here. Write Now" at Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads.


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