Virus

A Poem by Natasha Hubatsek

a telling
a smoke in my heart.
there is something wandering
somewhere
Everywhere.
it is a sadness.
Everyones chests pushed in
as they try to dance.
their arms in the air
they are swimming
Electric baby!

But inside
all the inner workings of the
heart
feel pressed in
like a coldness,
the smooth, shocking nature
of a water worn stone.
the warmth sits behind.
but hidden
a raging fire,
ready to live.