Heartblood Poems - Poems about Heartblood

...I thought I heard steps in the house, but it was the black tunnel of my own heartblood. A flood in old caves, the lost pulse of nightfall. Smoke in my eyes, I am as empty as an old suitcase.......

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...( for Syria) Flywheels enamel with heartblood, aortal ticks hesitate before the dull bang of a falling fist; the fat knuckle of the next hit, tick tick the small ones, the eaters o......

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