dive

28 January 2014 /

Exploration

Dive

In the stillness
between the blood’s pulses
the faint cry
of the despondent heart
can be heard
above the covering chatter
of determined cheerfulness.

Busy schedules fill the gaps in between.

But the sleepless dark
peels back pretence
with a surgeon’s precision.

What will you discover
in your open chest?

Perhaps treasure,
Once you face the
emptiness,
and delve
deep enough
in the echoing chambers.

Maura McHugh

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