Heartburn

Fresh tar on the road covers up voices in black
But suggestive words will linger like an attack
The silence like an offering misunderstood
Triggers memories of all that has been good
Empty rooms carefully decorated with ease
Suggest a salty taste like food that is Chinese

Fire carefully contained in a box made of tin
Still causes blisters and scars on tender skin
Repetitions safe and familiar at the same time
Lock away the wanting like a potential crime
The heart is a muscle definitive deaf and blind
When illusions take flight no longer confined

Like tree bark breaks open giving birth to a new leaf
I am suffocating in anticipation in form of grief
New love may not be worth the effort in the shade
Missing my serenity I feel vulnerable and betrayed
A heart that is burning brings hope wrapped like a gift
But unanswered questions remain open floating adrift

poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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