Tuesday, December 20, 2011

heart on the plate

her heart is raw and pounding on the plate
pulsing with love is her fleshy heartbeat
can you slice her open before its too late
and swim in the river of blood to meet
her in a place of deathly gold silence
to drink the blood that binds the love
then rise to breathe the air and rest in peace
here we dance swallowing our words of love
tanya gwizdalla 21/12/11

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