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Voice of the Heart

I watch the glow of my joint burn out
As I find a new way of dreaming
Beneath the stairs.
I keep the jester’s hand on the end of a chain
Around my neck
And strangle the promises made by the heavens
And I the buffoon bought.
Now I just stare outside the window
Through the eyes of a cold
as ghosts
Drift down river
Then are gone. 
Maybe it was the Nyquil 

Somewhere down the avenue of memories
Where SROs still stand
 one can hear
!
!
!
Shouted from a window.
Just goes to show that love is a speckled egg
That doesn’t hatch angels or devils
But ordinary voices
Of unordinary men
Or women.
It’s the voice of the 
Naked heart.

Copyright © Matthew Abuelo | Year Posted 2020

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Date: 7/29/2020 10:30:00 AM

I don't think it was the nyquil :) well done, Belden.

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