Her Heart Beats

 

Her heart beats
a tattoo
in her aching
chest
a cruel hammer
relentlessly
pounding
against her door
wooden splinters
lie in a pile
at her feet

The sun is high
and bright
today

Yet, still
she wonders

does she hope
he notices her

or does she pray
he won’t?

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