Whispers and Echoes

“Take a bite of my heart!”

But instead, you choose

to nibble, tiny mindful chews

between soap operas and the

evening news. And now my organ’s

frayed and bruised. You’ve swallowed

my senses; I’m all confused.

Give me brokenness or arrows

to gnawing abuse.

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 K.Hartless is a persistent poet and eclectic fiction writer who enjoys penning fantasy, science-fiction, and horror while traveling the world. She’s recently been published in Luna Station Quarterly and Last Girl’s Club. Check out her Yardsale of Thoughts at khartless.com or follow her haiku habit on Twitter @hartless_k.