Cave Heart – a poem by David Hanlon

Cave Heart


Absence, its invisible domination
hollowed-out my growing heart
no water slide valves and vessels
no flowing, pumping, beating
but stalactites dripping
with name calls and neglect
no clarity but thoughts hanging
like bats in the daytime
and an open mouth
no voice but void
tongueless
a vehicle with no road
shock-widened and crystallized
an acquiescent entrance
a capacious plea

David Hanlon is a poet from Cardiff, Wales. You can find his work online in over 90 magazines, including Rust & Moth, Barren Magazine, The Lumiere Review & trampset. His first chapbook Spectrum of Flight is available at Animal Heart Press. You can follow him on twitter @davidhanlon13 and Instagram @hanlon6944

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