poem: a universe in your blood

i laid my head upon your brittle chest, seeking the sound of your heart

and heard rattling chains, wailing women drowning their sorrows in black rivers;

saw in my mind’s eye the twisting valleys and hidden copses,

unborn ghosts growing in the walls of your bedchamber

and loved you more for the world you carried behind your aching ribs.

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