Heart
My heart a bat that bangs its head
— Cynthia Zarin
No point, I
would say, to
even try
to quiet or contain
it—this quick,
incautious pip-
istrelle, which,
when in some
gray, banausic
hour, a new
and . . .
. . . . . . .
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