#tbt

Beneath the boards,
a gentle beat,
a tell-tale heart
of an ancient heat.
Behind the wall,
a desperate soul
buried in brick,
despair in a hole.
Trapped inside
this hellish head,
goddamn bird,
wish I was dead.

© Autumn Siders 2009

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