My Heart Beats Ever More Slowly
My Heart Beats Ever More Slowly
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Let's go out tonight
Meld yourself against me
Mind down splendor
No more reason
I lay here amid scattered clothes
Guitar that longs to sing
Journal that calls for poems
Signs of a struggling heart
Pipe made from a coke can
Bag of pot
Walls have changed
Since she left
New faces
She lives in the crevices
Her clothes on the floor crumpled
Say I'm okay when the pain still near
No matter how fast I run
There is no escape
Whether I buy things
Smoke things
Eat things
Fill up the space with other women
I always come back here wondering
If I'll ever understand
As the blows change in my window and
My heart beats ever more slowly
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David Arndt 2022
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Artwork - Belinda Threeths
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