Tilt-a-Whirl
A Poetry Sporadical of Repeating Forms

Appeal

by C. E. Chaffin

Take a stone blade to my hairless chest.
Plunge it in and turn it, find the heart
And cut it wideyou know it’s for the best.
Take a stone blade to my hairless chest.
Carve me a hole where blessed death can nest.
My life was more extraneous than a wart.
Take a stone blade to my hairless chest.
Plunge it in and turn it; find the heart.



C. E. Chaffin, M.D., FAAFP, published The Melic Review for eight years. His new volume, Unexpected Light was released by Diminuendo Press in 2009. He also teaches an online poetry tutorial. Inquiries can be made at http://www.cechaffin.com.



 


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