Sinking feeling, in your gut
Heart is racing, what’s that sound?
Feet are heavy, steps are slow
Then you hear it’s rasping moan
Try to move, but legs are lead
No point running, you’re already dead.
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood" ~ T.S. Eliot
Sinking feeling, in your gut
Heart is racing, what’s that sound?
Feet are heavy, steps are slow
Then you hear it’s rasping moan
Try to move, but legs are lead
No point running, you’re already dead.
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