This poem is a meditation on the notion of a broken heart opening up and oozing life despite whatever hurts may be experienced.
Letting Loose Averse
I let loose averse
Only too here
What may happen
As words sore
So long
A cross
Ether this or that
Too what might be
As eye a weight
A mirror echo
Or anew ballad to my heart
This death shed
Only now
Oozing life
From every pour
Fore sow much as
Won soul wading
Enjoining
You unleash
A relenting heart
And paint this town red
