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*artwork found on internet by Dan Quintana

footsteps
give away
presence. they
are too heavy,

the squeal of
floorboards
tells me so.

I hear
familiar music
play in the
other room.

without looking
I know
who is here.

don’t need
to hear voices.
don’t want
to hear voices.

but I do.

my heart breaks
through chest cavity.

it thumps tonight,
quick rabbit.

there are too
many cracked ribs
holding me caged

I lace fingers
across chest

to keep my heart
from giving me away.

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