Steel Heart


Oiled arteries

found in discarded inventories—

just artificial oddities.


Decrepit body;

a recluse reality,

rusted and hoping for victory.


The valves checked,

crescent hinges set,

there’s nothing left to inspect.

Igniting it cold,

it should hold,

but I’m worried about the manifold.


Thump after thump,

the steel heart pumps,

no leaks in the sump.


An, “I can do it.”, was mumbled.

Expecting to fumble,

My life and luck, doubled.

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