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a poetry book ([personal profile] madscenes) wrote2022-11-23 06:20 pm
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the cavity of my chest
is full of feathers
a mute swan
with its flapping wings
takes up all space in there

I press my hand
to my breast
feeling the bird
fight its capture
by the icy construction
of my ribs

behind them
at present
my heart is
bottomless like a lake

dear swan
why
don't you make yourself
at home?



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