Rubatosis

Cherry

By onemorething

Thu, 01 Aug 2019
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7 comments
 

Raps against rib cage,

is it knocking to be let in

or let out?

Clock strike, it beats, but

quickens with awareness,

palpitates under scrutiny,

hand to chest to feel it,

 

so loud! Can you hear it?

 

This organ, imagine cardinal red

laced and wired with veins and arteries,

a muscular bomb ticking in torso,

pumping from chambers,

bass drumming

a music of blood song 

and I am unsure if I want to know

its language of flutters and winces,

or understand its biological imperative 

to resiliently persevere,

like a marathon runner,

uncertain of listening

to its internal machinations -

 

breathe in,

and out,

slowly,

it quietens eventually.

 

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Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

An accurate description of being in bed at night in the silence and darkness and hearing the pounding of your heartbeat. Sometimes if I lay on my side at night I can hear my heart through my pillow, it's a very strange sensation indeed.

I hope I got what you were trying to convey.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Yes! That is exactly it! Thank you! My heart was pounding all of a sudden last night and I remembered there was a word for sensing the beating of your own heart so I looked it up this morning. Thank you for reading and understanding it. :)

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Thank you for the cherries. :)

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

"cardinal red

laced and wired with veins and arteries,

a muscular bomb" this is so vivid!

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Thank you! I do think palpitations can feel like that. 

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Interesting compact composition poetically and biologically! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Thanks Rhiannon, I suppose I was thinking about how it would be read or how I would read it, in terms of structure. It’s a bit of an odd thing to write about, I guess, but those ‘obscure sorrows’ make you think about interesting feelings or sensations that we don’t usually stop to give a name to. Thanks for reading it. :)