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  • Gary Hunter

Heart Worm - Feb. 20, 2022

thirty years later

maybe twenty-five late

I phone an old lover


and my heart worm

starts to squirm

again


buried for so many years

how could it survive?


on its drive to the surface for

oxygen it steals some of mine


setting up a fight

over the next breath


but it’s the one after that

I’m more worried about

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