tiny potholes
tearing her heart
he fills the beating ventricles with
tarry blacktop,
scarring the surfaces
with hot burns until
it seeps deep within,
slowing the beats to
teeny ticktocks
stealing her soul
bleeding her like a leach
leaving rusty blood speckles
in her lungs and heart
now
scarred
stabbed
scabbed
was cruelly deserted
and is now a scorched dead desert
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Copyright © 8/12/2024 by Andrea O. Corwin
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Andrea Corwin
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Poetry, haiku, fiction, horror, life experiences. Written without A.I. © Andrea O. Corwin
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