There burns a sweet pain in my heart,
one that says badump,
——badump,
———–badump,
though I do not know if I leave it be,
or if I march to its unstopping beat.
A. R. Frederiksen is a recurring guest blogger here at BnV, and her own writing blog can be found here, where she dabbles in flashfiction/poetry and reflects over the, much elusive, ABCs of writing.
