There is a flaw in the center
rotten fruit at the bottom of the basket
a face burned by agents of horror
a trail oozing under the bandages.
There is an error in this.
A stone in the gears
oiling mechanism.
are objects, letters, lost keys under the rug
trash, broken bodies hiding in the lime.
No sacred heart to redeem.
No prayer to amend or explain.
There is a puncture where the breath is strained
a disaster where the boat is leaking.
There is a crack
a cracks in the center
dripping understanding
burning tar word.
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