The sugared heart

thThe sugared heart

laps fast its moisture

wicking with thirst

as if salt were consuming

what must stay sweet

you said I will never die

my heart is strong

pulse low, pressure steady

without considering the price

of sweet emotion

playing like piano before


discordant and


in quiet rooms

with closed doors


27 thoughts on “The sugared heart

  1. Thank you! It isn’t mother’s day here until the last sunday of the month, but I had them all but one round today and reasonably happy, so that’s good.

  2. First of all great header image. The poem is both elusive and allusive, I feel like I am just about to capture its essence but you are far too canny for me.

  3. I love how you use your words so deftly if that makes sense. I also love the image that you used, it makes me think of cotton candy and the colours that go along with cotton candy on your fingers.

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