Heart Of Mould

A Poem by Cassidy Mask

Sitting alone

In the dark

Boxed in

It was bound to occur

Now you’re

Cursing

Every moment

(My heart of mould)

© 2009 Cassidy Mask

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ABitBrokenPoetry

really like the metaphor here, a heart, wasting away alone, boxed up, now moldy. i think its creative. & written so simply, with few words, it leaves an impact. good write.

Posted 16 Years Ago

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Added on September 15, 2009

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Cassidy Mask

Singapore

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I'm at art college in Singapore. "...I never heard them laugh. They had, Instead, this tic of scratching quotes in air - like frightened mimes inside their box of style, that first class carriag.. more..