And mingled my drink with weeping

For a quick gone moment I recalled
the feeling of my raw
heart

from before I marinated it
In chemical baths
and turned on the fire

The full wide heart
that took and held

The moth wing heart
that beat and bent

The starling heart
That swoops and rends

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