Day: 2012/06/17

A Latched Heart


where blood, sweat and tears blend,
chest is empty;
seeping through cracks
anger runs like a current;
chilled as though caught in a draft.

racket of empty words
same song, new refrain;
spared not the pain,
seared, as a lightning strike;
no such thing as no strings attached.

temper flares —
only a trace of life remains

P. Wanken

Inspired by The Sunday Whirl prompt #61: blend, latch, chest, current, draft, string, crack, spare, temper, refrain, racket, trace and strike.