Cardiology
“I am, I am, I am.”
Beats the heart.
Beat the heart.
I am the fist that pounds.
I am the blade that slides.
I am the mess of feathers on the sidewalk,
Beats the heart.
Beat the heart.
Copyright © Little Sperling | Year Posted 2017
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