Heart of Steel

Stolen unnamed streets

Pavement police on the beats

Sneaky bakery eats

Dirty foul cleats

She asked me to come inside

I put my head in her lap and cried

Years later I drowned in the pulling tide

Now kneeling for forgiveness at my mother’s bedside

Down the river a nugget of gold

These dreams I chase now unfold

A dozen canvasses sold

Left behind in the darkness and cold

Coming up for air during the flood

Empty my veins of my warm blood

A can of coke and the midnight horse stud

My bible falls to the floor with the deepest thud

Just ate last night’s meal

I’ve tried my best to heal

Make my greatest appeal

Lean in closer for the whispered reveal

Something is askew

So many times

I wished a rescue

© 2025 David Greg Harth

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