“Oz” Gabriel Gadfly

I.
This heart is rusty.
It creaks, it clanks,
it crashes and rattles
and bangs and it breaks
down without you.

II.
I don’t know
what is happening
to the brain in my head.
It’s like it’s full of straw and
I can’t think I can’t think
I can’t think I can’t think
of anything but you
and every time I do
I catch on fire.

III.
You rumble up
like a roar from my chest.
I’m frightened of these sounds
coming out of my mouth
but I like the way they sound
in my teeth.

IV.
Pay no attention to the man
behind this curtain of words.
There’s no place like you.
There’s no place like you,
and I just want to go home.

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