candle wax bleeding heart (clock)

this is a poemmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

murky recesses inconvenient
smell of carrion vexatious
nightmares aboard, speak of one refuge
it would be fatous to be blessed further
sobbing has an entrance fee
sometimes welling is positive, like the clean effulgence of a rubicon
other times, seeing your reflection in a ruddy ditch more befitting
weary and worn, bruised from within and without; cracked but not crumbled