It beats. Really. It does!
I saw it beating on the screen
Once when I thought it attacked me.
But it didn’t. It hadn’t.
Asthma had attacked
In a novel pretense.
Not my heart.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
It beats. Really. It does!
I saw it beating on the screen
Once when I thought it attacked me.
But it didn’t. It hadn’t.
Asthma had attacked
In a novel pretense.
Not my heart.