Heart Burn
A storm cloud swells in my chest
steam seems to scald toward an opening
an opportunity to unite
with the world wind
to escape
I take another Prilosec
rinse it down with snow cold lager
fail to stop what feels like her acid rain
beneath my rib cage
pounding
steam seems to scald toward an opening
an opportunity to unite
with the world wind
to escape
I take another Prilosec
rinse it down with snow cold lager
fail to stop what feels like her acid rain
beneath my rib cage
pounding





I love the way the stanzas swell and sink word by word -- a movement like "storm clouds." Great work.
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Thank you, Nathan. I have great regard for your opinion.
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I really love the way information is presented in your post. I have added you in my social bookmark…and i am waiting for your next post.
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So would this be sort of a companion piece to "alarm Block"? seems like it could be..
I do like how you've manage to make gold out of straw from this one... I'm not sure I've ever seen a poem that incorporates heartburn into it before.. so bravo.
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I hate to break this to you John, but beer is not the cure for heartburn, LOL!
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LOL... sorry I have to leave a chuckle here after that comment..
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