One more thin gypsy thief (poppyjar) wrote,
One more thin gypsy thief
poppyjar

Deer Heart

While I am twisted with longing for answers, I am desperate to know what the questions are.

I really sang for the first time in years, this evening, in the sacred silence of an empty house. My voice is weak in places like a new fawn.

It was like being born.

I have run so far from the thicket that I have run into the thicket again.

I want a heart like a violin string. I want a heart like a lion's teeth. I want a heart like a forest fire.

I have a deer heart.

I want to swallow the sky.
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