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Glass Heart

by Anna Ruiz

I live in a glass-bottom boat in the
living sea,
efflorescent life abounds with me,
DNA strands, kelp and tube worms
dance in the restless ocean of my human blood,
shark and whale swim through my
eyes, starfish ride sleek bareback on dolphin
jumping in salutation to the sun,
I am dripping with joy,
I am salty with tears.

I live in a glass-topped spaceship, endless
planets and stars pass through me, like a
silent Meditation in the colour of daylight,
pink with the medley of paper narcissus
and poet blood, another dawn comes, another
evening falls in my dulcet mind, I am rich
with the promise
of a middle earth, I am blind to myself.

I live in a glass house, there are no walls here,
no fences to keep anyone in, to keep anyone out,
every room is stark white,
every room is bare, no-thing remains
in this shattered heart
but memories of how stones speak,
my soul burns in the mirror.

Copyright © 2008 by Anna Ruiz

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