Poem | “The Telltale Heart”
Originally published (April 27, 2016) in The Highlander.
Clot, clot, clot,
The left and the right,
Stuff the trunks and the arches,
Cave in the vena cava,
Slip into the segment where the secrets are,
Where the paling pulmonary:
Beats, beats, beats.
Batter the beating heart until it bleeds,
Bleeds out the secrets and the tales,
Hidden deep, deep down in the apex,
Echoing in the atrium.
Pump, pump pump,
Pump out the secrets,
Buried in the telltale heart.