Cardiovascular Bait
The breeze brushes against an oak,
up the veiny bark and passed the lark,
Frictional rapping of leaves breathe to life
a thousand voiced whisper-
the softest bellow echoes
across the wild grass
Sweeps against her hair,
a sea of shining brass,
and enters the labyrinths
into a soul spun of broken dreams,
an empty web of rips and holes
and sodden, sullen gleams
Unraveling thread from her sleeve,
attaching bait for one last wish
her heart dragging from a string
so that she may catch
a fish.
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