Meatbag

Heartbeat

Flees from my chest

And settles behind my eyes, pounding,

leaving my abdomen

empty

No, full

Of semisolids like

Jell-o

Or that stuff that hardens from goop

To hard-packed sand

When you hit it.

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(Ooblek--

That’s what it was called, I

remember now, making it in the sink.

Mom’s disapproval clear but

Unvocalized.)

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Shifting in my seat

Calms the reverberation in my skull

(For a moment)

but sends the matter behind my sternum into my bones, my

Ribs are electrified, phasing in and out of

Usefulness

Purpose, or

Really anything beneficial at all, until

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I want to remove them.

They’re taking up space and

Not doing much good

Anyway

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Hi, I'm completely new to this and relatively new to poetry in general! I read through the conventions in the sidebar, but please let me know if I've violated any of the conventions of the sub. Also, could anyone send me a quick explanation of how to indent text for these posts (if you're already providing feedback)? That would be really helpful for further poetic pursuits.

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Here are my two feedback posts: 1 and 2