Friday, April 20, 2012

Of Heartbreak

There’s peril in talking
To the heart of its losses

Its crevices fill out
Like water let loose from a dam
Onto a parched river.
The dry raw earth
Crumbles in its onslaught.

No, talk not of sorrow
For love’s sheltered in a castle
Safe behind a moat of tears
Unleash them, and they will run out
Betraying it to a defenseless death

Let it rejoice
In the joy of the unknown
For what can’t hurt you
Can’t kill you
Even if it is the potent
Face of reality

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