Barbed Wire Heart

wrapped tight
in rusty barbed wire,
the caged heart beats
steady and slow
with an out-of-time clock,
tick-tock.

iron thorns stab,
draws tainted blood
that drips black and bold
down moldered ribs
formed of deceit and desire,
plip-plop.

©2019 KT Workman

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KT Workman

KT Workman grew up in the rural South without the benefit of cell phones or the Internet, a time and place that has heavily influenced her writing. To this day, when she puts pen to paper—or fingers to keyboard—nine times out of ten her mind veers south onto that old, familiar road. It goes home. KT resides in Arkansas where she writes a wide variety of gothic and speculative fiction, and dabbles in poetry.

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