Cardiovascular Bait

The breeze brushes against an oak, up the veiny bark and passed the lark, Frictional rapping of leaves breathe to life a thousand voiced whisper- the softest bellow echoes across the wild grass Sweeps against her hair, a sea of shining brass, and enters the labyrinths into a soul spun of broken dreams, an empty web of rips and holes and sodden, sullen gleams Unraveling thread from her sleeve, attaching bait for one last wish her heart dragging from a string so that she may catch a fish.