blood dreams/

poems 1 Minute

©2021 Michael Raven

dreams tear hearts from sleeves
crush them under heel
leaving floors stained crimson
black and bruised
scarlet-handed fate weaves
weft and warp tangled
with broken glass shards
always drawn apart
these hearts ribbons ripped from
the fabric of time

reaching out for delivera--
Photo by Artem Labunsky on Unsplash
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