The Beating Muscle, poetry by Ms. Fish at Spillwords.com
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The Beating Muscle

The Beating Muscle

written by: Ms. Fish

 

It’s ok when the sandman sneaks into your bones
when your heart hurts enough
that you cast its mold in stone
the only substance strong enough
to keep the shards together
an impenetrable doppelgänger
to the beating muscle that breaks
cement doesn’t shatter
but every now and then
if you’re patient enough
life will grow through a sidewalk crack

Ms. Fish

Ms. Fish

Ms. Fish is a writer, an omniologist and a creativity enthusiast. She loves cats, books, coffee, sunshine and art. She writes mostly nonfiction and poetry but occasionally dabbles in other genres. She firmly believes that kindness and creativity can save the world. She also really enjoys talking about herself in the third person because she’s socially awkward. She resides in Wilmington, NC with her son, husband and two cats.
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