Poetry Prompt #2

The result of a poetry prompt found here:

It happened in a moment

 

my wet, churning heart locked 

 

in a vice

 

it beats through the flexible metal. 

 

second to second. Then comes contact

everything slack…

emotions expand

 

ex-plo-sion

 

the web, protection against a careful weapon spreads

 

to stave off the effect that switches from form to form,  needle to feather,  poison to cure

Copyright 2013 CarrieLynn Gerard

 
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