Valentine Behind Door Number Two
Here lies the starlit heart
housed in scarlet shingles.
Blood-bright, the socket.
White piano of ribs.
For you a lightbox to hold them.
Pry it open and the panorama leaks out,
twinkles too.Joni Wallace, Blinking Ephemeral Valentine
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