Scars sewn within a hairs breathe
Of our hearts
And some days you bleed
And some days I bleed
And we kill each other
just a little
With words
And with our past.
Why not scoop our hearts off the floor
Cup them in our palms
Speak to them softly
Warm between cotton wool buds
Feed them with droppers
With mouths wide for life
And a will to fly.
©Julie Walker 2006
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