April 3, poem 3

meaning sometimes crawls
from places long abandoned

my heart knows

refuting lustfully, robustly
that pure moment where

truth dawns

sometimes messages are
never meant to be heard

but experienced

and then swallowed hard
with burning bile of disbelief

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