Its Way

You know
that spark
of dying that
continually lurks
in shadows at the center
of the heart? – foments the wild
dark revolutions in that other nether part

which wants another bout of anarchy
or else? Well, that part is no longer
safely tied up in its safety belt so
look out, honey, it may pelt you
with the rocks it wants to get
off – through and past what
now, already, promises

to be
the
lurid
wreckage
of the day. And
you must let it
have its way.









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