Salty
3:50 AM
I feel salty,
A Coarse black lump of salt
Sits gingerly in the hollow
Where the heart was supposed to be
I feel salty.
A salty blood
Streaming through
Making its monotonous rounds
Day by day
Night by night
Reluctant.
I feel salty,
For the tear ducts have bent,
The salt water seeping, flowing,
Leaking inside
Further hardening
The caves as it dries.
Salty.
I feel salty inside.
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