Poem: Wild Hearts by David L O’Nan

Wild Hearts

Finally, your wild heart has escaped
dug out of the tombstones and pistols.

Finally, breathing
lost your flannel scars

Overly cautious needletail flight
into a coal burnt sun.

Finally,  your wild heart has escaped.
Fireflies surrounding us.

In smithereens we are now static.
The last prayer to a Bonnie and Clyde tragedy.

We are puffing cigarettes like a royal snob.
Invisible now.

A parade for the burning winds.

He, the jealous king
makes love fraudulent.

Finally, your wild heart has escaped.
Dynamite sticks replace the brain.

He, lives as the artist wrapped in heartbeats
Ideally, he pretends his golden crown was light.

Foggy to everyone else.
Your wild daring heart has escaped.

From razors to scissors.
From cuts to blisters.

I have never felt the chills like that
in your shaking hand.

Your love, facade.
But you sleep will in the lilies.

Looking at deformed clouds.
Destructing the milky way.

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By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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