Awakened // House of Heart

birds shelter in my throat settle softly into a warm berth inert until they are shaken. Awakened they beat their wings against fiery walls, tumbling from a Kafkaesque mind biting ears with teeth like blades piercing the heart with unsheathed talons.

What is sacred they swallow.


art by Karol Bak

Source: // House of Heart

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