My heart was pierced,
amputated
and
later tied by a wire.
He draged it from the mountain.
Ants enjoyed every broken piece
And the Dogs.....
The dogs licked every spilt.
He salted it,
spiced it,
And dried it in the oven.
I felt every loss of moisture
And finally dries up,
I felt the departing of every dream.
It was later served to sybaritic pets.
brucethepoet
Submitted: April 24, 2019
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