2020-09-22 – Hypothermic Heart

gave up the softest
sofa for gravel
grounds,

stuck somewhere
between life’s
teeth..

we shall
meet,

so, i shoved my
crippled
self

down the
dungeon steps,

and i’ve yet to tend
to the mess,

no regrets, nor
sticky griefs,

stuck in past between
frozen bars, we’re still
click clackin’
teeth,

++++

and my hypothermic heart’s
been skipping
beats
..

art by besthqwallpapers.com at- https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/747105025658073514/

.,just frozen meat.