poetry

keep the key

It took time, but I dug up that heart-choking chain.

It took time, but I dug up that heart-choking chain;
With strangled strength, I ripped it from hardened earth,
Long-buried beneath the compacted clay of pain.
On every guttural grip I tested each link’s worth;
Hand over hand I drew, by knee through torn terrain,
Until I pulled up hard on its posted bitterwood berth—
One herculean heave and shards fell like clanging rain.


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3 comments on “keep the key

  1. Oh my – that is herculean

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