pointing northA Poem by Nathan HUelsbeckfurther northInvisible lines pointing north Holding a heart A thousand times beaten and forgotten Marched threw empty streets Blood soaked from Nights filled with Just holding on to One weak pulse One shallow breath Glances that would never stare back Always just a reminder of what the heart wanted What the empty street really spoke of She is building a ship To sail Building an alley Just a part of your heart… © 2010 Nathan HUelsbeckReviews
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Added on May 11, 2010Last Updated on May 13, 2010 Tags: poetry ships Author
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