Posted in stream of consciousness


We’re connected by string, where hearts wander others bleed.
It’s your soul, inexplicably woven, interconnected, forever intersecting where we inevitably collide.
We crash and spin, debris scattering this lifespan.
Junkyard hearts rebuilt for our eventual mates, weighted with this tugging of our fates.


Letters from inside my head

2 thoughts on “String/Heart

  1. Really moving and such an original way to remind us of life’s trials that bring seasoning –
    The word collide conjures up so much too

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